Clownfish

I am.

I do.

I exist.

I exist as an eternal dance of transformation; A product of diverse origins; A distinct thread within the tapestry found on the US-Mexican border.

I move through life to the rhythm and beat of cumbia. It is an echoing heartbeat that defines my journey as a fronteriza. I am an artist because of the way I see the world and not because of the work that I am paid for. As a deviser and performer, I investigate the ways in which movement functions as an extension of our cultural and religious identities, and how our external environment feeds into our understanding of these identities. My purpose lies in deconstructing the fronteriza identity, venturing into the obscure and trans formative spaces where dispossession, geography, ritual, and the shadows of violence coalesce.

My work typically includes the use of water, clay, and seeds to craft a visceral embodiment of the sensation of "stuck-ness." It's an arresting sensation every person encounters when the borders within themselves or their surroundings are touched—a palpable reminder of constraint. My point of departure when creating is deep listening; long walks in the city, observing silence, meditating, and moving. All to prime my body to remain in an open state for the duration of my work.

* Fronteriza: Directly translated as “borderlander”; someone who embodies two languages and cultures and moves between them.*