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Midnightscreeningart, 2400 Curtis St, Denver, CO (2026)

05/31/2026

"us and them"
magazine cutouts, 2026

a piece about how i don't always feel like a real person. there's always been some weird feeling in the back of my head that im not like other people. in the sense that i feel like everyone else got a blueprint on how exist and i didn't. people just know things like social cues, how to make friends, how to make small talk, how to recognize small flags in other people, how to use tone in conversation, what facial expressions to make, etc. I've never gotten that. not really. i just try to mimic what I would see in cartoons or movies only to be confused when other people don't match the energy I give. i didn't get it as a kid and I still don't. but I think I try less to fit into whatever predetermined rules society has for people and try harder to be myself now. it's a lot easier to exist that way. since cutting my abuser out of my life it's been quite a journey rediscovering things I have always loved and lost for so long because one person (and sometimes many) made me feel so horrible for enjoying them. often belittling my interests to force their own upon me, only to get upset when I started showing real interest in it and learning more about it than they did. or weaponizing the difficulty I have in understanding unwritten neurotypical "rules." maybe they didn't want me to have anything of my own? maybe they just wanted to "other" me so I would continue to feel like no one would ever accept me. i really don't know. it's still hard for me to even consider that people actually enjoy my presence but when they remind me they do it means a lot. and it proves that maybe there isn't anything wrong with me. it just takes time.

05/30/2026

"minor setback"
magazine cutouts, 2026

just an fyi dracula has nothing to do with any symbolism found in this piece, i picked the bag bc I liked the design and the bold red letters. this piece is mostly about the color red itself and my struggle to accept how others perceived me. the color red is a tough one for me bc it has so many meanings: love, passion, sacrifice, danger, anger, sanctity, life, bravery, war, etc. i think it works in the context of the relationship these pieces are about, in the sense that many of those words can be attached to different parts of that relationship. the color red, as a symbol, has many layers and so does any relationship. so do people. i get nervous when people make me feel like they're attaching meanings or symbols to me that don't fit with the perception I have of myself. the most upsetting and scary relationships/friendships I've had, have been with people who try to put me on a pedestal and are devastated when I don't live up to that expectation. the items in this piece seem high end to me, which is not how I perceive myself. i hesitate to say I'm anything close to smart, high-brow, special, talented, etc. and it makes me nervous when people put those expectations on me bc I can be such a du***ss the majority of the time. I'm here doing my best and trying to be better than I was yesterday. this isn't meant to be self-deprecating really, I just have terrible imposter syndrome. I'm trying to learn how be a person and I hope any good traits I may have shine through on their own.

05/29/2026

"the visitors"
magazine cutouts, 2026

i think the song really captures the stress i hoped to create with this piece. there's a bit of symbolism going on here for me. the whiskey is from a advertisement, something that I usually associate with good things bc it's related to . but here I'm trying to convey the stress I associated with alcohol when I was living with the person behind the stress. the flip phone makes me think of how quickly a nice phone call would "flip" and eventually turn into them yelling at me over the phone or bombarding me with calls at work, home, and on vacation. from an era where there was some privacy to a situation where i had none. the bat really just bills down to fear and how random things feel like weapons now bc of memories I with them. but I'm working on creating new associations, little by little. if you're reading these, thanks for taking the time to do so.

05/28/2026

"suffer well"
magazine cutouts, 2026

i like this piece bc i hope it makes the viewer wonder if she's afraid of someone that's not in frame or if she's afraid of the man holding her. take it as you will. for me it's the internalized reaction i would feel when i would hear, "let's go out somewhere." i would never know how it was going to go. title of the featured song/work makes me think of a very specific thing he said to me once when i said i didn't to be him anymore. again, take that how you will.

05/28/2026

"a real indication"
magazine cutouts, 2026

moving on to artwork i created for "dominion" a show hosted by that featured work by members. thank you all for hosting us.

the following work is my interpretation of the shows theme which focused on mankind's relationship with nature, people, and living creatures. how we can choose to coexist and nurture one another; or we can choose to exert dominance and instill fear in one another. i chose to use this particular theme as a way to create artwork that could help me navigate things/trauma i experienced while being in an abusive relationship. some of which has been resurfacing as I have been trying to visit certain places, watch specific media, rediscover my true self, etc. on my own terms after ~2 years of being free from it all. not sure if that makes sense or how much detail I'll go into the meaning of these works. if there's any intrigue, feel free to comment. these are older pieces from the start of the year. enjoy.

05/26/2026

"los subterráneos de tu mente iii"
ink, crayon, & found objects, 2026

last piece of the work i created for and the last piece of my triptych. a couple things to mention are how many people will assume I'm happier in the states than in Mexico but will constantly pine about how they can't live in Mexico bc it's so "nice and cheap there." i don't know if I would be happier if I had stayed in Mexico but perhaps I wouldn't feel so disconnected from my heritage, from myself, and my family. when I see how Americans continue to treat immigrants and their own people I can say that I am not happier here. every day I see people gleefully posting about ICE, demonizing people who seek a better life bc they assume they're doing it the wrong way, and supporting people in power who are more than happy to take our rights away. i have to watch as people in power try to negate my own birthright citizenship, as they try to deny women bodily autonomy, as they try to make it harder for transgender folk to just exist, and as they destroy the world we should be taking care of for money. rant aside, these pieces are not meant to be taken in anger. they're made to make you think, ask questions, and start conversations. i want you to look at these pieces and ask yourself how the current zeitgeist has affected how you treat other people, especially those in marginalized communities. when you see these things happening, even if it doesn't affect you personally, how does it make it you feel? what are you doing to counteract it? are you actually paying attention? what happens when there's no one left to come for but you and yours?

on view for just a few more days. check it out and thank you if you read all my captions. you're a real one.

05/26/2026

"los subterráneos de tu mente ii"
ink, crayon, & found objects, 2026

some of the items I've used in these pieces were chosen at random and others were chosen deliberately. there's things I've saved from times that I was out with my family, things that people have given me, and things that I just thought looked interesting and wanted to save. some of them do add to the meanings of these pieces but a lot of time I'm just adding what my gut tells me to add or looks visually appealing to me. this continues to explore the things people have said to me over the years. there have been times in life where I've been embarrassed to be from Juarez, due to its portrayal in media or people's reactions when I tell them where I'm from. in recent years I've tried to get closer with my heritage and truly appreciate where I come from. a lot of my work has been devoted to honoring my hometowns and showing people the good that is there when most only think of the borderland as a place with nothing to do, a place full of violence, or a place that's poor and underdeveloped. i won't say my homes don't have their downsides and that unfortunate things do happen there, but it is still my home and the home of thousands of other people. there is still beauty to be found there and I can't deny the intense relief I feel when I go home to my parents.

on view for the month of may. one week to go.

05/23/2026

"los subterráneos de tu mente i"
ink, crayon, found objects, 2026

something different. the next few pieces will focus on things people have to me and my family over the years regarding our heritage. my parents were born in mexico, my brothers and i were born in the united states. all three of us grew up in ciudad juárez. an interesting set of circumstances to some and it's led to some odd assumptions over the 27 years ive been around. i know many of these statements were not said with malice but it's important to remember that what you say affects other people and stays with them. these are all things that have stayed with me. i made the decision to write it all in spanish and purposely make it inaccessible to monolingual people bc im often used as a translator and expected to help everyone understand something when they can easily find the meaning themselves. there's lot of little things I did with this and the following pieces that were new for me. I'll share more as I post them but I'm really happy with these and this new direction. it reflects how I draw in my sketchbooks and the decision to be much more transparent, vulnerable, and honest with my work. i hope you all like this new direction. title of the piece is, "subways of your mind i."

on view for the month of may. one week left. catch it while you can.

05/23/2026

"ser capaz de estar bien"
collage, 2026

this piece is bittersweet to me. as someone who grew up with brothers who are from a completely different generation than me (millennials vs gen z), describing what it's like having siblings has been a bit of a challenge for me. when i can recall parts of my childhood, it feels rather lonely. i spent a lot of time by myself bc i didn't have a lot of friends and i lived in mexico. since my brothers are 10-11 years older than me, they didn't really want to spend a lot of time with me bc i was so much younger. i often relied on begging their friends and girlfriends to let me hang out with them. when we moved to the states only one of my brothers moved with me and my mom. he left to study for his masters a few years later and I rarely saw my oldest brother except for mealtimes that felt very rushed. he left for career reasons when I was a senior in highschool. growing up with them felt more like having uncles than brothers bc getting to be around them felt like a special occasion. it was rare and a moment to be treasured. being so much younger, it's been difficult to relate to them and understand them at times, but we've also never been good at communicating as a family either. as a result there's a lot of misunderstandings and a lot of memories that don't line up. getting closer to them almost always makes me feel like I'm getting farther away. I've had moments where I can't remember if they've ever said they love me or are proud of me (they have said both at least once in the past two years for sure tho). this isn't to put them on blast but for me to share that people's experiences with family are all different. even if your family is relatively normal and not toxic, massive emotional barriers can exist and someone can feel incredibly isolated. at end of the day i love them very much and have always wanted to be like them. I've always just wanted them to be proud of me and tell me that I'll be okay.

on view for the month of may. not much longer left.

05/22/2026

"respira (en el aire)"
collage, 2026

back from the (brief) dead with this piece about loving what you have while you have it. the words more or less translate to, "everything is won. everything is lost." for me, this means that you can win anything, conquer anything, accumulate anything (awards, money, possession, friends, etc) but all of that can be taken away at a moments notice. everything you worked your whole life for can be gone overnight and it might not even be your fault. this has happened to me in various ways. losing my dream school bc of funding issues, losing opportunities to study abroad bc of an abusive partner, losing family members to fatal illnesses, losing friends to random fatal accidents. this piece feels grim to me so i hesitate to share it, but in a world where it's becoming harder and harder to picture a future for yourself (I for one never envisioned anything for myself past 18 and I still don't), I think it's important to live in the present and be grateful for what you have here and now. it may not be here tomorrow. even if it's not lost abruptly, we are all subject to the passage of time, and will be gone one day anyway. nothing is permanent, everything is temporary. so love what you have while you have it.

on view for the month of may. catch this while you can.

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