Chicana creating Art through chaos

2011-11-23T21:50:00.001-06:00

Venado Blanco...White Deer Medicine

2011-08-15T21:20:00.000-05:00

Venado Blanco (c) Sabrina Zarco 2011

The summer heat changes the air around the trees and the creek is eerily silent. I live surrounded on three sides by trees and wildlife. Lately outdoor visions and movements seem dream like as we are slowly drained of our energy. I had to do a double take on the way to work one morning as I left the driveway. I looked up and saw a 5pt buck and doe standing on the asphalt of the cul de sac. I have to admit my first thought was who put the fake Christmas deer in the road? Then I realized they are real and were just as stunned looking back at me. And like a cheesy commercial lovers moment we lock eyes, no breathing, and then they turn into wisps of fog as they fade into the woods.

As I drive to work I relive the moment, searching for the message. I remember the art work I have in my studio. The fabric is not readily accessible yet since the move. And I really enjoy romancing other materials so the love affair is always fresh and new. So right now I am working on assemblage work. I have been digging through boxes of pieces parts to see what it wants to become, always a fun unexpected process.

I have been in a struggle about what materials want to bond with each other so as I often do, I ask my dreams. I literally go to sleep with the question and very often dream about the answer. The answer is not always evident, sometimes I have to let it marinate a day or two for it to become clear. Several days and nights pass and I keep getting a visit from a white deer! Venado blanco and maize. I reach into my boxes and start to assemble my altar to the sacred corn and powerful deer.

Deer medicine brings us gentleness in thought, touch, and word. Purity of purpose, to walk in light and out of the shadows. Deer let nothing keep them from their path, moving around and over obstacles. No hidden agendas, ulterior motives, lies or misrepresentations. Its impossible for deer to knowingly hurt someone because of their innocence and gentleness. Deer reminds us of unconditional love and kindness.

The gift of Aspergers has given me a naivety as that of a child and sometimes in my innocence I unexpectedly become wounded by others. My trusting nature allows for disappointment when I expect others to walk beside me in a good way. I have been struggling with some of these things in my life lately. All this work has been creating more of a warrior stance and some of my gentleness has been absent. This was a reminder to be gentle with my boundaries and with myself.

Now white animal medicine is very sacred, its a huge sign of prophecy. A sign from the Great Spirit, Great Mystery, God, or Creator that a major shift in my world is about to come. So I must be like deer and be swift, gentle, graceful, and alert to what is moving my way. So if it has not been present lately add some gentleness to your life.

Venado Blanco (c) Sabrina Zarco 2011

Mother and her young one crossing our garden. The family lives along the bluff that surrounds the house on three sides. They cross the creek bed and move through the back yard and garden path, over the rock wall, and back into the woods. Its a gift to be able to watch them and be reminded of what they bring.

A young friend of mine ended his journey on this Earth school today. He was a gentle Spirit like the deer. He cared for children and families in his work as a social worker. He touched my life with laughter for the brief time we shared and I honor his gentle spirit with these photos. We light a candle for you Tony on your new journey. And send love and peace to your beloved husband Justin who is finding the courage to keep walking without you. Amor y paz

What a doll!

2011-08-02T21:19:00.002-05:00

One of my favorite things to do is go treasure hunting, antiquing, thrift store shopping, visit estate sales and sometimes garage sales. Its about the entire process and the unexpected treasure you find on the journey. Looking for tesoritos that as my Beloved says,"tickle my eyes". I look for things that inspire, to add to my artwork, home collections or just appreciate. I like to find patterns in things and listen to the stories each item holds. A recent trip had me fascinated with dolls. These munecas were filled with stories about how they were loved, not loved, cast out or treasured. They sat in displays and I could hear them shouting out to be seen. Life is about the stories. The ones we experience, hear or create. So here I honor the small simulated human forms that caught my eye for one reason or another. I shine light on their stories and challenge you to stop and listen to the story of the one that catches your eye.

Presidents House Quilts Exhibit

2011-06-30T21:19:00.001-05:00

My dear amiga Michelle Flamer has done a wonderful job of curating an amazing exhibit. The Constitution Center, with the Independence Visitor Center and the African American Museum of Philadelphia, will mount the joint exhibition, "The President's: Their Untold Stories in Quilts" - more than 40 quilts inspired by stories of the nine enslaved Africans held by Washington at the President's House in Philadelphia.

The President’s House: Their Untold Stories in Quilts

Curator: Michelle D. Flamer, Esquire

The truth is stark and the irony undeniable: the first President of the United States, who established a new democracy built upon principles of freedom and equality, was himself a slaveholder. George and Martha Washington kept nine people enslaved as their domestic servants in Philadelphia’s First Executive Mansion.

Like the West African “griot” or storyteller, this collection of art quilts relates the history of the President’s House and its nine enslaved inhabitants. The artists represented in this exhibit are a geographically diverse, multiracial and multicultural group of both internationally acclaimed and novice art quilters. With only fabric and thread, we celebrate the humanity, dignity and courage of slaves in the President’s House. These art quilts are intended to provoke a uniquely American dialogue about slavery and freedom in the paradigm of democracy.

http://articles.philly.com/2011-02-23/news/28620686_1_quilts-exhibit-planners-artifacts

http://www.philly.com/philly/news/20110222_Constitution_Center_to_highlight_Washington__quilts.html

http://www.ushistory.org/presidentshouse/news/whyy022311.htm

"Divine Nine"

On exhibit in the African American Museum of Philadelphia

The President's: Their Untold Stories in Quilts

This work honors the divine human spirits held as slaves by those in leadership promoting freedom. The juxtaposition of these concepts is at its core incomprehensible. President Washington’s “ownership” over slaves dictated where and how they would live, what they could wear, separated families and even removed slave’s teeth to replace his own. Slavery in this country continues in various forms. Let this work remind us that none of us are free until we are all free.

The "slave shirt" is made of burlap often what was used to "cut down costs". Names of the Divine Nine are listed above, background fabric is the US Declaration of Independence. There is bead work and hand and machine quilting. I will post detail and more clear photo later. If you are in or near the Philly area stop by and enjoy the exhibit.

Gracias Michelle for all you have done to make this powerful truth telling exhibit a reality!

a visit from turtle

2011-06-08T20:52:00.000-05:00

I had a visit from turtle. Slowly and silently he appeared along the deck to remind me to be grounded to the Earth, honor my creative inner voice, and mother myself in the process.

Like turtle we have shields that protect us from hurt, envy, jealousy, and the unconsciousness of others.

Turtle teaches you how to use protection. If you are bothered by the actions or words of others, it is time to go inside yourself and honor your feelings.

Turtle reminds us that we need to be grounded. To be focused on the pace in which we move and to move with intention.

We are not to hurry through the process but keep a steady pace. Do not harvest or plant before the time is right.

By moving with intention we arrive at our destination with our ideas expanded. Be OK with slowing down and honoring your feelings in the process.

The Animal Medicine cards remind us that turtle is a symbol of Mother Earth. And serves as a reminder of the ally you have in Mother Earth. It does not matter what situation you have created: ask her for assistance and abundance will follow.

Gracias brother turtle for your visit and the lessons your life give to us.

Experiencing Some Arkansas "True Grit"

2011-05-19T16:04:00.002-05:00

Traveling in AR to present workshops of various topics we decided to explore some local culture in the historic "True Grit" http://fortsmith.org/things-to-do/truegritfortsmith.aspx town of Fort Smith AR. I am drawn to the exhibits at the museum that are fabric/textile related or "domestic" according to the exhibit sign. Interesting items with few if any womens names documented as opposed to the very documented weapons and hanging history.

I look for inspiration and individual stories that might have been missed/marginalized. This is the inspiration for much of my artwork. Doing anti-bias anti-racist work in a state with a big history of oppression of many layers, many of which are still present today, can make a social justice warrior weary. I try to seek out people and places where I can recharge my Spirit. One of my most favorite restaurants to recharge the body in AR is Rolando's Neuvo Latino Restaurante in Hot Springs. http://www.rolandosrestaurante.com/ I was so pleased to see they have a location in Fort Smith so we wasted no time in ordering nourishment for the body and Spirit!

Salud e alegría crían belleza

Health and happiness create beauty

Mexican dicho

Palm Beach sun, fun, food, and art!

2011-05-09T23:15:00.000-05:00

First we rode in this, then this!

The first thing I did when I arrived was to greet Yemaya. It has been a long time since I danced in the ocean. It was good to feel the warm sand on my feet, wind in my hair and jump a few waves. I made new memories and remembered the trips to the beach as a chiquita with my family.

There is always inspiration in nature. I soaked in the colors, color combinations and textures.

Parrots chattered in the tall palm trees and on lines every morning outside my ocean breeze room. While lizards scampered near our feet in the warm sand and along boardwalks.

Solidarity street art near the boardwalk.

Warm sun, emerald water and ocean breeze on the pier.

Mosaic art all around the beach house resort just a short walk from the ocean.

Sometime, even if its for a short time, its good to get away from it all and center yourself!

Whooopie!

2011-03-27T11:29:00.001-05:00

Whooopie…..Happy New Year to me…its my birthday.

Tlazocamati Ometeo for another year and this year the beginning of the First Night of the Ninth Wave of the Mayan calendar. May we all begin to nurture the seeds we have planted as we grow more conscious of who we are and how we walk for the Greater Good.

As the years have progressed I have taken the tradition, (as soon to be Doña Sabrina) that I will celebrate for several days and will eventually take the entire month. Why? Because it is an honor to live another year and be given the opportunity to grow on my journey. To have been given the courage and spirit to fire walk and exchange life’s lessons with others on this journey. To have been given the love that flows from my mouth and hands to tell the stories in words and cloth so that they may not be lost. And be given the privilege to clear the path where possible so that those that follow will be closer, as the elders have done before me. So as this year approached I once again prepared to shed my skin. I sang to the silver moon, cleansed myself with the sweet scent of copal, sweet grass, and sage and now have begun another year on my journey.

This year has been the most powerful for me in many ways. It has been a time of tough lessons. Letting go, shedding on all levels, and experiencing the greatest of love with my Beloved and mi familia once again. I am blessed to be able to see the beauty of the thorns and the new life spring brings.

The celebration started out a bit different this year, although with my Beloved in charge I have come to expect the unexpected. My Beloved wanted to celebrate Valentines Day (aka one of the high femme holy days) before we celebrate my bday since we were away on family business in February. So on March 25 I had my very own Valentines day surprise, I love you balloon and all. It seems the local bakery appreciated the missed celebration story and created a special order of red velvet with cream cheese and Ghirardelli chocolate Whoopie pies for me. A dozen of them individually wrapped with brown satin ribbon and sprinkles. I swooned at the sentiment as any femme would do and started unwrapping the tasty thoughtful gift. Valentines celebration wonderfully completed then began the personal New Year aka bday.

This bday is at a time when we are moving into our new place and spring is a time for nesting and new beginnings so I embrace it all. For two days we sought out items to help us prepare our nest. In and out of the rain we searched vintage stores, small town emporiums, church rummage sales, and estate sales enjoying our favorite and new favorite eateries along the way.

In the process I was the recipient of various personal bday treasures. In particular a very special vintage Native gumdrop garnet and silver ring. And a most precious naja squash blossom silver necklace. Now this is truly a special gift that presented itself at just the right time in my life. I have had this necklace on my list of treasures I would like to have since my childhood days in New Mexico. The naja symbol (crescent moon) has a long history in several cultures. The Moors, Spain, and even further back as a symbol to ward of the evil eye. In recent history of the naja necklace is associated with the Navajo and their use of decorative sterling as well as the Zuni who began adding the stones to their versions. These necklaces were/are worn during ceremonies of agricultural cycles for fertility and blessings. And today is the beginning of the energy shift to a time to nurture the seeds we have planted for spiritual growth. So to find this treasure at this time was a wonderful gift.

Yesterday morning I took my walk along the creek and in the garden by the big tree I found this:

It was preceded by two other terra cotta corazons in different sizes found in various places in the house. These are a great addition to my story garden. Then I was gifted a fabulous sterling moon kissed necklace by Two Sisters that says, "Femme" made just for me. It has been a few days of plenty and I have enjoyed a lot of other goodies. I am blessed in many ways.

The rain was welcomed, the creek is low, but it didn’t slow us down. We traveled about like the birds collecting just the right twigs and sticks to build our protective nest in the woods. Soon like the hawks that circled above us we will settle into our new selves in the new space and begin to move forward with all the work that lies ahead. I welcome the transformation.

But for now I’m off to see what more awaits as I begin another full day of celebration and giving thanks for another year. Take the time to tell someone how they have touched your journey. Its important to support one another as we walk the Good Red Road. Blessings this New Year to each of you and yours. May you plant strong intentions and nurture them to full bloom.

Thank you, Gracias, Tlazocamati

Ropes course of life

2011-03-25T00:11:00.000-05:00

We welcomed the Ninth Wave on March 9, 2011 and will continue with the Light (time for us to move/ action) and Darkness (time to rest) as we are told by the Mayan calender. This wave is about planting the seeds of unity consciousness and nurturing it to full fruit come October 28, 2011. Its a major shift in energy and so far this Mayan New Year has brought many lessons for me. Its an exciting time with lessons pouring in from all directions. Its also close to my personal New Year and that's always a time of shedding and rebirth. So this year its a double shot of the trinity: challenge, creativity, and change.

I feel that lately I have been on my own personal ropes challenge course of sorts. I have been experiencing a mix of high and low elements. I know its an adventure. Its scary but one I have chosen. I've done my Myers Brigg Type Indicator and that shed more light on my known strengths and challenges. I put my fears in a hat, read them out loud and its time to step out and update my life map. I'm OK with the cat walking to help create balance and build my confidence. And I'm much better at mindful walks than I am at the trust fall. So I guess that means I have to stretch myself again.

I'm struggling and it takes all I can but I am committed to get through this so I am pushing. Pushing through the pain, uneasy feelings, fear, and leaving the past stuff I once clung to for security. I realize its only a perceived safety and it has been a barrier. Its time to trade it in for the real stuff. Again scary but as I weigh it out, well worth the risk. Except for the letting go and surrendering to the process. I have to trust myself and I have to trust the one to catch me in the process of this trust fall exercise. Here is where I encounter the biggest challenge.

As a survivor and an Aspie my life record of trust has betrayed me like a sweet talking salesman. Its difficult to admit but it has been my Aspie childlike naivety has led to through some fire walking I dont care to repeat. I have stored the lessons so perhaps I wont but then again I'm never sure. The skinny branch of trust wavers in the wind and I never know when it will break. I am all too familiar with the pattern. It will break. I know the feeling of the free fall to the ground and the all too familiar thud of reality when its done.

I read another Aspie describe it like this, all the television stations are on at the same time in your head and you don't have the remote. I may know how to "pass" but inside I am struggling, everyday. This is one of the most difficult challenges of an invisible disability. Folks think you have it together, they think because you can pass that you are on the same page. In reality there is no same page, hell I'm not even in the same book or shelf. So don't expect me to react the same way especially when I'm scared out on the skinny branches. Do not assume I got it, I need simple clear communication.

So creating a new pattern where the trust branch doesn't break but holds strong in the torrid winds is a new concept. I am believing this time I have chosen the right branch and that perhaps I can begin to enjoy the view. I like the skinny branches you can see further like the hawks vision and the breeze is great. Its just the strong winds that give me cause for concern. But when I do let go and trust, and I will, maybe the branch will be one that holds tight in the storm and holds new lessons. I will accomplish the trust fall and then be ready for the next part of the course.

Take time to nurture your seeds of unity in whatever large or small way you feel led. Its a time where we can all connect and participate in this wave that will touch all of us.

Jardin color

2011-03-24T00:34:00.001-05:00

Spring is here and color is everywhere. I lovingly remember my special one on one time with my Grandfather in his garden. He taught me many lessons. Not only about what plants are good companions, but life lessons as we moved our hands through the soil creating waves of color to enjoy the entire summer.

On our way to our favorite restaurant we spotted the flowers in full bloom at the local garden shop. The colors were so delicious I had to stop in and soak some of it up.

It was a perfect day to dream up some ideas for our deck.

I enjoy auditioning the color combinations just like for my fiber art.

Feeling blessed to have my own private park as my backyard, creek included. It is quickly becoming my secret garden sanctuary, my church. Its my place for inspiration, meditation, listening for lessons, and remembering my place in the journey.

World Poetry Day

2011-03-21T21:22:00.000-05:00

I honor you my word spitin sisters of the mic.

We use our words to craft the stories that mainstream ears leave behind.

Keep slingin the letters that create waves of revolution and move hearts to change.

I celebrate you..today is World Poetry Day.

International Womens Day

2011-03-08T22:15:00.000-06:00


Detail of award winning, Elemental Women, art dolls by Sabrina Zarco

I created these award winning art dolls in 2002. Three women, past present and future. They are holding between them symbols for water, fire, earth and wind. They were born out of grief at a most difficult time in my life. They created themselves during my break down to remind me of the basics of life. Art is good medicine and is often overlooked as a powerful tool for healing. They now remind me of the strength and power we carry within as women. Power to sacrifice for our children, move forward through the unknown, and let go for the Greater Good.

Until it becomes the "norm" that women are recognized in history books, honored for their contributions and celebrated for their art we will have a day to remind us. So take the time to remember significant women in your life, in history, healers, authors, change agents, artists and more. I honor you my Sisters and send you thanks for staying true to your journey and making your mark on my life and the lives of others.

Award winning Elemental Women, art dolls by Sabrina Zarco

Indiana winter

2011-03-02T21:25:00.001-06:00


We recently took a trip to visit with family in Indiana. It was a beautiful winter wonderland when we arrived but by end of week all the snow was gone.

Amazing family piece of folk art! I really appreciate whimsy bottles as they are called and folk art in general is near and dear to my heart. The idea of creating a unique piece of art only from what is on hand because the need to create is so strong rings true to my spirit. This work has been in the family for some time and appears to date back to 1920's. Often they were created by workers passing through as a gift of thanks to a hosting family. This one has the Lord's prayer painted on wood with several dangling metal hearts. Its beautiful!

The river was frozen over in some spots but still moving in others.

Beautiful old covered bridge in the middle of the park.

The Universe is always speaking to us in a variety of ways and its up to us to open our eyes and ears. Goose medicine tells us to embark on a new quest, to map out our journey. It reminds us we are all on our own flight path we only need to access it. We may not always be able to see the end of the journey and must learn to have faith and trust the wisdom we all possess to guide us. Choosing new directions is what this trip was about so seeing these geese was a wonderful affirmation that all of us were moving in the right direction. We were all caring for one another in a variety of ways and levels and like the geese we were in it together. I am blessed to have had this family experience.

..It's like a concert tour, but with sketchbooks

2011-02-16T21:17:00.001-06:00

Here is the cover of my book on tour!

The Sketchbook Project 2011 is under way and my sketchbook is in the mix! In the midst of several other projects I made the time to get it complete and I'm thankful for the support that got it in the mail to Brooklyn.

Creating this book is not one of my great works but it was a healing book for me to create. Creating for me is always a Spiritual experience and an escape from the world; a respite. For me there is no right or wrong only authentic expression and becoming free in the process. This project focused on my view of living life with Aspergers. Its not always an easy story for me to tell, but the more I embrace it the more others can also. And like all the other stories I am called to share through art. I did it with carino, a true heart, and in a fun creative way.

So now my little book is part of thousands of sketchbooks that will be exhibited at galleries and museums as they make their way on tour across the country. After the tour, all sketchbooks will enter into the permanent collection of The Brooklyn Art Library, where they will be available for the public to view.

Months ago artists were sent moleskin sketchbooks to complete with whatever filled our heads and our hands. Any medium was OK so I chose to tell my story using paper collage, paint, and a few drawings. I try to rotate what medium I work in so when I get back around to it again it feels fresh in my hands. We each had a theme and the books will be cataloged as any library with official bar code and checkout system. Each artist can set up a profile at the Art House Coop site. My book will be digitized so it will be available online for viewing. Another nice feature is an email letting me know when someone has checked out my book to enjoy.

Hope you get an opportunity to view them either in person or online and get inspired. Then have fun creating your own personal sketchbook to tell your story!

For more on The Sketchbook Project 2011

http://www.arthousecoop.com/projects/sketchbookproject/exhibitions

Tour begins Feb 2011 and here is the schedule with other locations TBA:

February 19-27, 2011 Brooklyn, NY Brooklyn Art Library Reception: Saturday, February 19th 12:00-10:00pm (refreshments starting at 7:00pm)

March 12th, 2011 Austin, TX Austin Museum of Art (during the SXSW festival!)

March 30 - April 2, 2011 Portland, ME SPACE Gallery

April 8-9, 2011 Atlanta, GA The Granite Room

April 11-30, 2011 Washington, DC Tranformer Gallery

June 10-12, 2011 Seattle, WA Form/Space Atelier

June 18, 2011 San Francisco, CA 111 Minna Gallery

July 14-17, 2011 Chicago, IL Hyde Park Arts Center

July 29-July 31, 2011 Winter Park, FL Full Sail University

Feliz dia de amor y amistad! aka Happy Valentine's Day

2011-02-14T09:23:00.000-06:00

As a Chicana I celebrate holidays and traditions bi-culturally. In Mexico and a few other Latin American countries Saint Valentine's Day is know as Dia de amor y amistad (Day of love and friendship). Its a time to let your Beloveds know you care. Its not uncommon for it to be a day of acts of appreciation for friends.

We have had lots of snow this year and I had a great time playing in it. I made my first snow angelita, enjoyed watching the deer cross the bluff, and discovered icicles in the creek.

I like making art with whatever materials are on hand and so I sculpted the snow and had fun walking in it making patterns with my snow boots. There was so much snow for this part of the country so everything took on a different look and blank spaces always call to me.

I couldn't resist the urge to create on the blank canvas of snow everywhere so I created a giant valentine for my Beloved!

Take some time to honor and celebrate your friends and loved ones not just today but everyday.

cocina corazon

2011-02-12T19:59:00.000-06:00

Magicians and Alchemists used the heart symbol for incantations pertaining to matters in love and romance. Various food and drink are also often part of the heart ritual.

The story of Valentine. He is said to be originally a physician who was also s a gastronomist, who made his medicines more palatable by mixing them with herbs, spices, honey, and wine.

The doctor converted to a Christian priest and began treating the blind daughter of one of Emperor Claudius II's prison guards. Valentine was incarcerated for his religious beliefs, and after his refusal to renounce Christianity, was executed by Claudius II on February 14 in the third century.

Legend has it that he had fallen in love with his patient and sent a note to the girl, signed "from your Valentine," before his execution. Supposedly the girl's vision was restored by his treatment and faith at the very time she was reading his last words. Valentine was canonized by Pope Gelasius in 496.

My " Tu solo tu", fiber art heart in a private collection.

My Chicano corazon of beans and rice from one of my altars

honoring farmworkers and community activists.

My Beloved called me to the kitchen to catch this corazon on my favorite comfort food.

Proof that my tortilla is made con carino!

Detail image of one of my art quilts now in a private collection.

The quote reads:

Ni contigo, ni sin ti / not living with you or without you

Ni contigo porque me matas / not living with you because you would kill me
Ni sin ti porque me muerto / Not living without you or I would die

heart of hearts

2011-02-12T10:20:00.000-06:00

Tribute to the Loteria card El Corazon in the private collection of L.Orta, Austin Tx

Another theory says that the modern drawing of a heart is modeled after the actual human heart because the ancients and even some today, believe that the heart contains all human passions. The drawing we have come to known as the heart more closely matches that of a cattle heart, which was more readily available to view in past centuries. They modeled it after a cattle heart. However, the resemblance to the cattle heart is still very slight. Some say that the drawing of a modern heart originated because of botched drawings of the human heart by medieval artists after a philosopher inaccurately described the shape. The medieval tradition of courtly love may have reinforced the shape's association with romance.

Photo of doors at Chimayo. The "Sacred Heart" of Christ is also the focus of Roman Catholic worship as a symbol of the Lord's love. As a graphic representation of an inverted triangle, this symbolizes a vessel in which love is poured or carried.

Corazon femme

2011-02-12T10:19:00.000-06:00

Here's another theory why the heart shape represents love. Some say that the traditional heart shape actually represents body features of a female, such as the vulva, breasts, or buttocks. The female pelvis is also somewhat heart-shaped. Because the female gives birth to life, this could be the association with the heart-shape and love. Bottom line the female human form is beautiful and we love it!

Detail of embellished heart on my art quilt about children at play.

The symbolism of an upside-down triangle or the inverted triangle is an symbol of the divine feminine, or feminine power in general. Upside-down triangles also represent water. and water is a symbol of intuition, motion, emotion, psychic perception, and transition.

This heart shape as an inverted triangle is a focal point in the center of the root chakra. It signifies the tap root of primal power, sexual power. At this one inverted point ignites the spark that surges heat up the rest of the chakra spine.

Stepping into my power!

from the corazon

2011-02-10T12:08:00.001-06:00

Since I was a child I sought out and felt a connection to the shape. I find the soft curves inverted triangle an inspiration with various meanings. Culturally the heart is part of the folk art images of my heritage and they show up in my artwork in various ways.

In some cultures a red heart meant love, joy, charity, compassion. Others see it as a symbol of truth or loyalty. Over the next few days I will post some of the ways the corazon has appeared in my life and inspired my art. I will also share some theories about why the shape became a symbol of romantic love.

One theory is that the heart shape symbol was derived from the seed of the North African Silphium plant now extinct. The plant was used as seasonings but also used as a contraceptive in ancient Egypt. The importance of the plant and seed was so valued they stamped the seed shape(heart) on coins. This theory states that because of its value as a contraceptive this symbol became associated with sexuality and eventually love. More heart theories and meanings in the days to follow.

Bluebonnet heart reminder of my beloved Tejas with one of my signature embellishments and some hand stitching from my Tejana art quilt.

Firey corazon on one of my fiber art story quilts.

Child like heart colored with crayon scribbles from a piece where I created a fiber interpretation of my son's childhood art.

Consider all the meanings of this shape and how it appears in your life. Symbols are all around us and we absorb them subconsciously. Does it bring a memory? Make you smile? What does it represent for you?

Toma Mi Corazon 2011 in Austin!

2011-02-01T15:24:00.002-06:00

Si se Puede!

My corazon for this years silent auction for my Beloved La Pena!

Mixed media on wooden heart. Details of the Austin event below check it out!

Toma Mi Corazon

The 18^th Annual Art Exhibit and Silent Auction Fundraiser

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Preview Party: 4:30 – 6:00 pm

$10 admission (includes admission to silent auction)

Silent Auction: 6:00 – 8:00 pm

$5 admission

Austin, TX – La Peña presents “Toma Mi Corazon” on Saturday, February 6^th, 2010. The 18^th annual art exhibit and silent auction fundraiser will be taking place at their gallery space at 227 Congress Avenue in Downtown Austin. The event kicks off at 4:30 pm with a preview party featuring food, drinks, and live music followed by the silent auction at 6:00 pm. Admission to the preview party is $10, which includes entrance to the silent auction. Admission to the silent auction only is $5.

For eighteen years La Peña has invited everyone to “Take My Heart” as hundreds of wooden hearts given out and decorated by artists, children, and many others. Then they are sold in a silent auction where the proceeds from the heart sales are used help support La Peña’s arts and educational programming. Toma Mi Corazón is not only people’s chance to help support La Peña but also own some unique, original artwork. Many hearts are currently on display at La Peña’s gallery and more will continue to come in as the auction approaches.

La Peña is an interdisciplinary cultural and educational organization dedicated to the enhancement of art in all its forms. La Peña's mission is to support artistic development, provide exposure for emerging local visual artists, musicians, poets and other performing artists, and offer Austin’s visitors and residents the full spectrum of traditional and contemporary Latino art. More information can be found at http://www.lapena-austin.org.

Feminista Freedom Fighter Femmes!

Today we honor Martin Luther King, Jr. ...now lets do the work

2011-01-17T19:05:00.002-06:00

Some of my favorite quotes......Martin Luther King, Jr.

Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that.

Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.

Rarely do we find men who willingly engage in hard, solid thinking.

There is an almost universal quest for easy answers and half-baked solutions.

Nothing pains some people more than having to think.

Nothing in all the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.

Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.

The ultimate tragedy is not the oppression and cruelty by the bad people

but the silence over that by the good people.

We who in engage in nonviolent direct action are not the creators of tension.

We merely bring to the surface the hidden tension that is already alive.

Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality.

The hope of a secure and livable world lies with

disciplined nonconformists

who are dedicated to justice, peace and brotherhood.

Winter solstice and embracing the darkness

2010-12-21T19:12:00.005-06:00

Let go of who you were, who you thought you would be and embrace who you are right now, today! Embrace your inner Star Child and celebrate you!

Last night was the first total lunar eclipse to fall on a winter solstice in 372 years. A significant event on several levels. It was a historical event and it marked the beginning of winter, however the most meaningful to me is that it was a turning point in consciousness levels all over the world.

Being in the dark so to speak can cause us to stress, but it's only for a brief time.The light always follows. And it's in the light where we can truly see our self and our next steps in our journey on this Good Red Road. One of the teachers of our time, Starhawk shared about this scared event. "Solstice reminds us that no darkness, no loss, no grief or disappointment is final. "Out of darkness, light is born. Every ending gives rise to a new beginning. Out of disappointment and despair comes new courage, new hope."

The Mayan calendar tells us that the next few days the energy is strong and we should embrace change both personally and globally. It is time to create our life, our world as we would like it to be. What kind of life do you dream of? What healing is needed for our Mother Earth and our Spirits? What do we need to create, embrace or shed? I encourage you to dream big, clean house, and move forward. This year the Earth is directly aligned with the Milky Way's galactic center, which is where the stars are born. So get busy and give birth to your inner star!

Gingerbread Casita

2010-12-18T21:42:00.001-06:00

When my children we young I would let them have fun eating and decorating a gingerbread casita.This year I thought I would make my own with my Beloved. It was messy but quite tasty with cafe. We had different styles in our approach. So one side(mine) is over done with dulces and the other side a more modern "snow drift" only.

And whats a house without residents. My skeleton wedding couple fell out of my holiday ornament so I added them to the house.

Yes skeletons at the holiday, I wouldnt think of having any kind of party without the ancestors!

Hope your holiday is filled with the sweetness of life!

Holiday Chicana Aspie style!

2010-12-18T13:02:00.006-06:00

Well, it's full swing into the holiday season and however you celebrate or not, I hope it's not a time for overload, but of calming peace with whatever and whomever brings you joy! The following is a Chicana Aspie Aritst experience about this time of year.

As an Aspie (person with Aspergers/High Functioning Autism) the holidays can be a real challenge or a great sense of wonder especially for the artist part of me. Its all in how the day goes and if I watch out for the overload, protect my quiet time, and make sure I wear what I call my "Chicana warrior shield" to keep the negative energy away and screen the input.

For instance, it can be a total sensory overload with scratchy bulky sweaters that make you hold your arms out like Randy in The Christmas Story movie. So this year my Beloved introduced me to a new type of layering that doesnt involve bulk. I know you NTs (Neural typicals vs Aspies) are saying "well, yeah!" But for Aspies we need help with what I call the "simple and obvious". We have a blindness to certain things and one of them is fashion. No matter how I try to study, research, and focus, I am still blind. I literally have a "blank" for certain things and while it is a biological fact, I keep trying to outsmart it. I dream of the day someone creates an adult verison of the Garanimals with tags that let you know what goes with what. I just go for texture and color which can get me into a mess because sometimes my eyes are reading great combinations for art and not what to wear on my body. Needless to say, I can be pretty creative with my attire at home. For other places, I have what I call "my drag" to fit the scene. Ok, so back to the holiday.

There is the assault of smells during the holidays that are not normally present year round. An abundance of them. Now the smells of tamales, cilantro, pico de gallo, chocolate con chile, and pan de dule are welcome any time of the year! But the wrong smell or too harsh can land you with a headache for days. Anyone with sensory processing disorder or allergies can attest to heed the warning and proceed with caution. Sounds can do the same so watch out for those motion activated "things" that start yelling at you when you walk by. I know they are supposed to be funny, but listen people I have a startle reflex with a hair trigger! So I try to keep my eyes open to avoid the hazards and try to focus on the good stuff. Like songs that get stuck in your head and play over and over. Not so good in an NT world from what I hear, but for us Aspies it can be heaven. Predictability is a comfort most times and knowing what comes next is the best gift ever! So bring on the holiday music one more time. Same goes for the flashing lights. This can go either way, if the pattern is not offensive and the brightness is just right it can be a most calming experience. If it's not, I might as well go rock in a corner.

Then there is the obligitory visits from and with folks that can be a challenge to talk with any time of the year! And now you are expected to "socialize for the fun of it"? This can be a challenge with all the holiday parties so if you dont see me much its not you, its me, really. I love my friends and family but an introverted Aspie can only take so much. Love ya, mean it, but gotta go. Don't take offense. I just need to love and "hang" in small doses, nothing personal. I just get drained when I have to be around people for extended periods of time. I really enjoy it, but when I hit my max I need to recharge. Thanks for understanding. It seems more difficult as a Chicana because there are "supposed" to be people everywhere for the gathering. I am just going to buckle my shield a bit tighter and enjoy mi gente as long as I can. But from the Aspie view, which is very logical, we have all year to socialize. Why does everyone go into hyper-socializing at the holidays? Can't we spread it out throughout the year?

Well, I have had a great time with my Beloved doing some marathon shopping. This is the first time since I was young that I am the one who is overflowing with gifts. Yes, I am consentida (spoiled) beyond belief, but at my age its about time so I am learning to love it! Mil gracias mi amor!

So we go shopping, but there were people everywhere. Normally I am good at tuning out only those I have to interact with so it I can protect my inventory of energy. But the people stalking me in the store! This one particular instance I don't think it was about what I might steal, but to make sure I was going to buy. She kept bringing me things like she knew my sons taste. She interrupted my flow of concentration already challenged by all the other people in the store. I wanted to say to her "get outta my face, go put some clothes on 'cause it's winter, and even if you do bring something he might like I won't buy it cause you stuck it in my face!". I didn't say it. I kept the inside voices inside and walked away. I did make sure she got the commission on the sale. Reluctanly.

All this just to say is that if you know someone who doesn't "act" the way you think they "should", this time of year especially, give them a break. There are a lot of us out there that don't broadcast we are challenged, its just part of our everyday life. But it would be nice if you noticed we might be taking a step back to nurture ourselves. Just need the space. We eventually will bounce back and have just as much fun hanging out with you. And we just might be wearing the most interesting outfit at the party!

Here are some photos I took. I have discovered that I do this to keep me focused on things to calm me in a store. It's a system I developed for myself with many uses. It keeps people away since they are not sure why I am taking photos of everyday things. It tickles my eyes and stirs my muse with colors, textures, and shapes, and its a nice way to record the world from my eyes. Hope you enjoy! Happy Holidays, however you choose to celebrate this time of year!

Chocolate and marshmallow buddies!

Candy holiday lights.

Could it be a Chicano santa and his compadres?

Venados de chocolate

Chocolate and cookie forest!

An edible color wheel.

Bakery goodies

Spice pattern inspiration that tickles all the senses!

Candy tree!

Cultural Harmony Closing Keynote Message: Speak Up!

2010-12-11T11:54:00.024-06:00

Dr. Andre Guerrero, Director of Programs for Language Minority Students in Arkansas
Celebrating Cultural Harmony Conference 2010

This is a portion of my keynote address for the closing session of the Fifth Annual Welcome the Children Celebrating Cultural Harmony conference. Included are segments of the Speak Up! Teaching Tolerance Project from Southern Poverty Law Center with permission.

...thank you. Working to understand others who may not be like us can be difficult, challenging. Sometimes we need to shift our ways of being, thinking, and acting. This can and does stretch us outside of our comfort zone. And this is where the learning takes place. As one of my sheroes Gloria Anzaldua said, I change myself, I change the world.

We have been talking about differences for three days now at this conference. Dr, Andre Guerrero reminded us to do no harm and reach for the courage. Maria Palacios shared about finding our personal power as we embrace all of who we are. They both mentioned that we are many layers that create who we are. In my workshops I often refer to our "personal backpack" of experiences. How we are each born with a backpack. We have some things in it from those who came before us and as we go through life we add experiences to it. And this is the lens of how we view the world and each other. Sometimes we only see the surface and as one of the speakers mentioned in their session we think we know who someone is but do we really. We have to make the investment, go with intention and ask questions, dig deeper. Only then can we make the authentic connection to another human being.

You may know Welcome The Children Project (WTC) as a conference. But WTC is more than just this conference we are a year round project with training, a resource library, e bulletin list and leadership and trainer resource. Just as you might have made assumptions about WTC we make assumptions about people without first asking questions or digging deeper to find out more. Its in the finding out more where we begin to build bridges. As Gloria Anzaldua says, Voyager, there are no bridges, one builds them as one walks. Its not an easy task.I remember what my Grandfather said, "if its worth something its worth working for."

Its risky sharing all of who we are and sometimes we choose not to reveal who we are because we are afraid of rejection. Afraid because we have been taught to separate not to communicate. But when we dare to take the risk to reveal with another human being then we can begin the dialog.

How many of us in this room work with people? Does your job involve people not just your coworkers but real live other human beings? As service providers, counselors, social workers, teachers and others who work with people of all ages and abilities we need to structure for success for ourselves just as we do for others. And that can mean we may need to take a risk.

As we start to take risks sometimes we make mis-takes it takes practice and we have to be loving with one another as we take up this work. But sometimes unknowingly we can cause an "ouch" for another. Just yesterday in the presenters room we brought in lunch from the hotel. One of my Latina sisters decided we needed a bit of comfort food of our own so she brought us some tacos with "all the fixins" as we say in Tejas. There were Latinas from different backgrounds in the room of all ages. There were also White and Black presenters, volunteers, and staff. The room sparkled with English, Spanish and Spanglish as they each shared a meal and stories. Building new friendships and renewing old ones. Just as I was getting up someone came into the room and said, "It smells like Mexican in here"

Now I know the woman who made the comment didn't mean any malice in her statement. She was not Latina and I am sure didn't think before she made the statement. She was just making a comment because the room was very fragrant at the time. But it was an "ouch" for those of us who were Mexican or of Mexican decent. When we get an "ouch" one way to heal it is to find an ally and share it. Little "ouches" can build up so healing is important. I shared it with a couple of close Latinas sisters in the room, one dear friend who I haven't seen in over ten years back in Houston. We joked about it, started smelling each other to see if there was any truth to the statement. And laughed. Sometimes laughter with an ally is the only healing medicine for these small "ouches". And they can build up and cause real emotional and physical challenges if you don't find an outlet. So know that as we grow in our walk we will most likely give and receive "ouches" so be aware and be prepared to take charge of your healing.

I have a personal life philosophy of not asking others something that I am not willing to give or do myself. So today I am asking you to step up, take a risk and share more of who you are to another, so I will start. I am more than just the conference speaker chair and WTC consultant trainer. I am Latina, Tejana, Chicana, a Mother, Grandmother. I have a life partner whom I love dearly. I am a person with an invisible disability. I’m an exhibiting and selling artist, writer, spoken word artist. And I use art, education and dialog to do social justice work wherever I may be. I am many, many layers.

Now I just took a risk and shared with all of you more about who I am. I have not changed, but have you changed how you see me? Is there something I said that made you shift about how you might work with me, approach me? I’m the same, its you that has maybe changed. You see in revealing we invite others to accept us. And the risk lies in the fact that they may reject us. Sometimes we want others to reveal to make our work easier. We ask families and children to share with us as service providers, teachers, and counselors. They are taking a risk. Are you? Are you opening yourself up to build rapport, begin or continue the relationship?

Each of us in this room has a story to share. This community we have created over the past three days has been a place where we can be a hero or shero for another. Right now I would like you to take a few minutes to reflect on the sessions and keynotes you have attended.

What touched you? What spoke to your Spirit? What caused you to stretch yourself to view the world through another's eyes? What did you learn about yourself? Did someone reveal to you in a session? At lunch or dinner? In the hall or at break? Take a moment and I will ask that when you are ready please raise your hand and give us a brief reflection about your experience. Please be authentic in your sharing.

(At this point in the keynote I stopped and participants took the mic and shared from the heart. They shared stories, cried, laughed, and spontaneously sang a faith song. I applauded them for stretching and being open.)

Thank you for sharing. Attending this conference is a step, a first step. As with experiential learning we are at the place in our shared learning experience where we are reflecting. It’s important that we do this as individuals before we leave to take this shared experience back to our daily work and lives. So we don’t lose it.

Please take out your program and turn to the pages that say notes in the back. I want you to write down the next steps in this process. It is our collective responsibility to take what we have gathered these past few days and move forward. By doing this step we are at the "now what" part of our experience. Now that we have this information how do we take this back with love, passion, and commitment to our communities?

In my walk on this Good Red Road of life I have called on many resources to build my "tool belt "of skills. I want to share with you one of the resources that I think fits our experience, Southern Poverty Law Center’s Teaching Tolerance Project. If you are an educator or work with children, youth and families it’s a valuable resource of information. Websites, lesson plans, book lists, activities and more. http://www.tolerance.org/

Today what I want to share with you is called the "Speak up!" project The project has Six Steps to speaking up. So if you would, let’s focus on these steps and how we can use them in our work and life.

Now I am being authentic with you when I say its not easy…but its worth it. Whatever your situation if you remember these six steps it will help you to speak up against everyday bigotry. In any situation, assess your safety, both physical and emotional. There is a risk, and that must be acknowledged as you make your own choice to Speak up!

STEP 1 BE READY

We have all encountered moments in work or daily life that have challenged us. Those situations where someone has used an inappropriate term, joke, word or phrase that made us uncomfortable. We know its going to happen. So be ready.

Summon your courage, whatever it takes to get that courage. How will you find your courage? What is it that propels you to step up? Where does your courage come from? Is it an experience you have had where you were faced with bigotry? A family member, your parents, your children, your spouse/partner, a close friend? Was it an elder or maybe a historical event past or recent that touched you? Was it something from your childhood that causes you to call up your courage?

My courage comes from the fear and anger of being the only Latina child in an all White classroom and a teacher who thought she was doing good for me but wasn’t. Her words were everyday "ouches" that Ied to emotional scars. Scars that I wear as a battle cry to be a brave warrior, take a risk, and speak up. That is why I do the work I do.To speak up so that I might make the path more clear for those that follow me. I would like you to take a moment and picture that experience, person or event. Next to where your wrote Be ready I want you to write, my courage comes from and then list the person, experience or event.

Now that you have identified your courage source I want you to think about what you might say when a situation arises. To boost your courage have something to say in mind before an incident happens. We use open ended questions in our work so open ended questions are often good ways to start. You can say something like, “Why did you say that?” “How did you develop that belief?” By asking questions it shifts the situation.

STEP 2 IDENTIFY THE BEHAVIOR

Sometimes pointing out the behavior helps someone hear what they are really saying. Clarifying what is said sheds light on it. Again as we do when we work with children, youth, or adults we know how to separate the behavior from the person. Try to avoid labeling, name calling, or the use of loaded terms like racist, homophobic, or sexist. If we use names we can bring up a wall, remember the goal is to communicate not alienate.

STEP 3 APPEAL TO PRINCIPLES

If the speaker is someone you have a relationship with – relative, friend, co worker, call on their higher principles. “I’ve always thought of you as a fair-minded person, I can't believe you would say something that sounds so bigoted.”

Remember people are complex. What they say in one moment is not necessarily an indication of everything they think. Sometimes there may be situations were there is group think going on; and I don't know when that has ever been a good thing. Group think usually means no one is thinking. But the pressure to belong and not go against the group can be great. So social belonging may be the reason for the statement and by appealing to their core principles you can begin the conversation.

STEP 4 SET LIMITS / BOUNDARIES

You can’t control another person. I have raised children and if you have you know that its true, you cant control another person. But you can say, “Don’t tell those jokes in my presence anymore. If you do I will leave.” Or “My workplace is not the place I allow bigoted remarks to be made. I cant control what you say outside of this space but here I ask that you respect my wishes.” Then be sure you follow through and if you have to leave then do so.

The point is to draw the line, to say “I don’t want you to use that language when I’m around". Even if attitudes wont change you have shut off the behavior. You limit the chances of more people having to hear it.

STEP 5 FIND AN ALLY / BE AN ALLY

When doing this kind of work to end everyday bigotry its important to seek out like-minded people. Take a look around the room there are people here who can be an ally to you. Ask for support in whatever ways they can.

Don’t forget to return the favor, be an ally. If you aren’t the first voice to speak up against everyday bigotry, then be the next voice!

Always speak up, don’t be silence by fear. Draw from that courage source and build your allies. To be an ally means we lead by example, model and inspire others to do the same. Lets not leave walking wounded.

I recently read an article about happiness vs. elevation. There were two control groups. The first one was shown a tape of people doing funny things. The second group was shown a tape of people helping others. The group with the happy tape responded with happiness and wanted to feel more, they wanted another happy hit. The group that witnessed people helping others, were motivated to go out and do something for others. The pass it forward kind of experience. As I prepared for this keynote I came across this quote by one of my favorite teachers, Howard Zinn. "To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness...If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and... places (and there are so many) where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act...”

Remember its our collective responsibility to challenge bigotry to make a better place for the Greater Good and for our communities.

STEP 6 BE VILIGANT

Remember change happens slowly, and people take small steps. When I first came out my Mother didn’t speak to me for years. This year for the first time in over ten years I am going home to my Mothers home and welcomed with my life partner to celebrate the holidays. Keep the faith, miracles can happen. Change takes time, small steps are important steps.

Speaking up to everyday bigotry is not something we accomplish but something we integrate into who we are everyday. It’s an ongoing process. Stay prepared and keep speaking up. Don’t risk silence.

Just as you would speak up if someone were in physical danger or harm speak up and say something. You can always go back and add to it rather than wish you had said something. As my Grandfather would say, "do something, even if its wrong." You can always go back and add something just intervene. If you don’t speak up, you surrender part of yourself. You let bigotry win.

I had the opportunity to spend time with a friend’s kindergarten classroom a few years ago. She invited me because of my community work using art and cross cultural dialog. Let me first ask in order to be respectful to all of you as I tell this story, do you prefer White, Caucasian or Euro American? Black or African American? This is relevant to the story otherwise I would not use the ethnic descriptor. Thank you.

We decided we would have the children make puppets. I brought skin tone paper cut outs and the children selected and decorated them. Then we got in a circle to share and each child was asked to tell us about what they created. If you have ever worked with young children or have any in your life then you know that you never know what they will say when you ask open-ended questions. That day we heard stories not of childhood innocence but of real life experiences. Stories of who was being raised by a Grandmother, who had a family member in prison, and one child was in foster care. I was happy to see that each one shared and the entire group listened and respected each others stories.

But there was one story that I stuck with me to this day. A girl shared about her recent experience at a summer camp where she was the only White child enrolled. She said the other girls wouldn’t play with her because she didn’t have the same braids and hair that they did and how that made her cry because she was different.

One of the little Black girls in the class said yes I remember that happening and I went to hug her. I smiled and thought that was the end of the story and how as children we naturally comfort one another.

But the little girl continued. She said, " I was so angry with them I grabbed her hand and took her over to those mean girls and said they were mean. Then I told them to look at her face and I know she has white skin but she is a nice girl and we should play with her too. I just looked at them and grabbed her face again and said look into her eyes I know that we can play with her because I know there has to be a Black girl in there somewhere inside."

I smiled and realized what she was saying. She made the choice to see beyond the differences and to speak up. In her own way she was telling the group that beneath the surface of who we see and what we think we see we are all human. It was one of my greatest lessons. She was both human and kind in her gesture to speak up. Children are not just our future but they are our teachers of today if we step back and listen. They remind us that human kindness, dignity, respect, and love are what we all need and want. So if this kindergarten child can speak up, I know you can!
Lets practice. I want you to post this phrase where you can see it every day, "I will speak up". So lets do a call and response I will make a statement and then you will respond with , I will speak up!

When faced with discrimination or emotional injury to myself
I will speak up

When I hear sexist comments, jokes or stereotypes

I will speak up
In the face of anti immigrant discrimination or exclusion

I will speak up
When I hear someone not using people first language

I will speak up

In the face of disability discrimination and or exclusion

I will speak up
When I hear homophobic slurs or stereotypes

I will speak up
When I hear jokes about some one challenged by addiction and or mental health

I will speak up
When I hear negative comments about homeless or poor individuals, children, and families

I will speak up
In the face of racism

I will speak up
When I hear negative comments in reference to age young or older

I will speak up

When I hear someone make a negative comment about some one's size or physical appearance

I will speak up
When a family is discriminated against because of family composition or having a family member in prison

I will speak up

When I witness negative, hurtful actions or words against any human being

I will speak up

Thank you for speaking up Thank you for being a part of this learning community for the past three days. Go in a Good Way and be Good Medicine to one another.

Thank you, Gracias, Tlazocamati

Here are some of the fabulous conference workshop presenters!

Maria Palacios, writer, disability activist, national spoken word artist and long time hermana from Htown!

Minijean Trickey, one of the Little Rock Nine, cross cultural educator http://www.minnijean.com/ Spirit Trickey, writer, community educator


Randi Randles, President and Principal Learning Strategist of Contigo Learning Experience and Certified Myers Briggs Type Indicator (MBTI) Practitioner

Bob and Mary Lou Wallner, featured in an article in People magazine (November 19, 2007), as well as the award-winning documentary film, For The Bible Tells Me So.They are the founders of TEACH-ministries. TEACH is the acronym for: To Educate About the Consequences of Homophobia. http://teach-ministries.org/

Giving thanks

2010-11-25T10:21:00.006-06:00

think about it

Instead of honoring the traditional disrespectful distorted thanksgiving story we continue to tell in schools, I choose to focus today on just saying gracias. Thanks, Tlazocamati.

I give thanks to Creator, the Mystery, the Source, the Light

I give thanks for my Spirit guides, ancestors, and angels.

I give thanks for my teachers, mentors, and path finders on this Good Red Road.

I give thanks for my Beloved, my treasured gift, the one who shares my daily life with love, commitment, and passion. Not always an easy task.

I give thanks for mi familia in Tejas, Dios de bendiga

I give thanks for my special way of seeing and experiencing the world with Aspergers

I give thanks for all my Beloveds I call sisters and brothers who have crossed my path on this journey, blessings.

I give thanks for the four legged and winged ones in my life.

I give thanks for my home, work, and many blessings of my daily life.

I give thanks for social justice workers who keep the stories alive and keep fighting the hard fight for dignity and justice.

I give thanks for the true change makers who walk daily challenging bigotry at every turn.

I give thanks for our govt. leaders who truly are representatives for the people.

I give thanks for the Latino community for staying together, using our vote, its been a tough road.

I give thanks for the artists, creative brothers and sisters who tell the stories that need to be told in cloth, on walls or canvas, in spoken word or song, in gardens, kitchens, and classrooms.

I give thanks for health, joy, laughter, true love, honesty, courage, faith, commitment, passion, and dreams that do come true!

May the places you visit in Spirit and body today be welcoming to you and yours.

Crow medicine, omen of change

2010-11-10T12:14:00.004-06:00

While driving toward home in Tejas a crow crossed directly in front of the windshield and startled me. It was enough of a jump to remind me that I needed to be prepared for my visit. I began to remember that crow medicine is about healing and change in consciousness. It can bring about a new reality it can rid us of "dis-ease" or illness and is ever present in the circle. Little did I know I was on my way to one of the greatest healings of my life, a gift I prayed for but could have never imagined.

Crows are the guardians of ceremonial magick and healing. They dwell in the place of no space or time, are territorial, and wont give up the fight. If crow has crossed your path, you need to be willing to walk your talk and speak your truth. If crow keeps crossing your path then its really time for you to use your voice to "caw" if you will; especially at things you may feel are unjust or where others have no voice. The call of the crow is powerful.

The drive was beautiful and I prepared for my visit with intention. I had a wonderful visit with the familia and stepped into my new reality with love and peace. Healing where I thought there could be none. Laughter and sharing a meal can be the best medicine. Gracias and blessings to all my Beloveds and how we grew closer to one another and discovered a new way of being with one another.

If crow crosses your path be willing to shape shift that old self for a new reality. Embrace the change, use your voice, and walk confidently on your path.

thank you, gracias, tlazocamati

Feliz Dia de los Muertos! Remembering the Ancestors

2010-10-31T21:21:00.004-05:00

This is my Day of the Dead Doll House for 2010. I usually make an art quilt but I have been on the road doing workshops. I am now getting ready to do a presentation for one of the high schools in the area so I am doing a re post of the dia de los muertos information link below.

My beloved nephew and family are looking to create their own celebration this year! Hope this helps mijo and I hope to be in Htown next week. If you can get over to the Heights check out one of my teachers who always has community exhibits. Casa Ramirez on 19th Street for all things Mexican especially dia de los muertos. abrazos, paz y amor

Link to Dia de los Muertos information on this blog:

http://sabrinazart.blogspot.com/search/label/Dia%20de%20los%20Muertos

subtle racism hurts

2010-10-04T23:04:00.005-05:00

Racism is a Weapon

So many times we think of racism as the "out loud and in your face" kind of thing. For me, I find the most painful form of racism is the subtle, sometimes intentional or clueless comments directed toward me. The bottom line is that racism is racism, no matter how it is served up.

I chose to re-purpose a vintage tablecloth I found in the thrift store. Its sweet flowers and simple design reminded me that the subtle kind of racism is served at the table with a smile and most times you don't see it coming. And maybe that is why it hurts so much.

It’s the subtle comments, like a thousand little wounds, that can leave me bleeding to death. If I don't recognize it for what it is and get some kind of validation and support, I fear it could lead to health issues. That is what I read in a report; it stated, “Women of color often suffer more from health and mental heath issues when subjected to subtle racism in the workplace."

The center of the artwork is dedicated to protection and the Warrior Spirit it takes to keep moving through the generational racism that continues today. Outside of that section are weapons I chose to embroider in traditional Redwork technique. The quotes are actually statements that people have said to me over the years. I am sorry to say that some of them are oldies that keep on repeating. " Really, I dont see color, I'm color blind." "Do you speak Mexican?" "One of my best friends is Latina." "Where were your parents born?" "You Latinas are so sexy and can really dance." " Do you make tortillas?" " You speak English so well." And many others.

Sometimes when these things are said I take a deep breath, try to control the look of shock on my face, all the while thinking, “Oh, No! She did not just say that!” and then I assess the situation and the inevitable ripple effect. Who might get it next if I don’t speak up now? Will I just let this one slide because I am so tired of it all? When I can muster up the wherewithal, I take the teachable moment and have a dialogue with the commenter. Once again assuming the role of educator with my unassuming perpetrator. Other times I take the hit and just look for a place to nurse my wounds with some kind of dignity.

The border is a patchwork of bright "happy" vintage reproduction prints, symbolizing the patched possibilities. I do this kind of work because there were those that came before me that walked the fire. Now it’s my turn, and one day I pray that my grandson won't have to hear these words spoken to him. On the patchwork border are facts about racism. It has a history. It is taught and learned. Racism kills the human Spirit. My warrior cries are also on the border. Cries to dismantle systemic and institutional injustice, to promote dignity and respect and to embrace human differences. And my signature on this work reads, "this was created by a wise Latina". Gracias

Feliz Dia de Grito!

2010-09-16T12:02:00.003-05:00

The Grito de Dolores/Cry of Dolores was the battle cry of the Mexican War of Independence also known as El Grito de la Independencia /Cry of Independence on September 16, 1810 by Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, a Roman Catholic priest from the small town of Dolores near Guanajauato.

Today 200 years later I show you my grito. This work is called Everything But the People and its a part of an exhibit on racism that will be traveling the U.S. The exhibit opens in Chicago at the Facing Race Conference and will then travel with the Mancuso line of exhibits for the next two years.

Bigotry comes from injury and is taught. Only by shedding light on institutional and generational racism in the U. S and acknowledging the damage it creates can we begin to dismantle racism for all. Seize the opportunity to affect change.

This artwork speaks to generational injustice. Our Mexican vacation spots, food, music, fiestas and culture are used in marketing, pop culture, party themes and Halloween costumes. Yet it is our people that are rejected and treated as slaves in work camps, denied basic human rights, and considered reasonably suspicious just for “looking illegal”.

No matter your political stance every human being is a Divine Human Spirit who deserves dignity and respect. The Mestiza people are descendants of the First People of this country. Moving across man made borders before they existed like the migration of birds and butterflies.

Until comprehensive immigration reform is achieved, families living on this side of the man made border for generations and those undocumented will continue to endure the ripples of racism. Still we rise up and stand with pride and hope that universal dignity and love will overcome. Si se puede!

International Textile Biennial San Jose, Costa Rica

2010-08-15T13:45:00.003-05:00

"Ritmo Latino" has been juried into an exhibition curated by Dr. Carolyn L. Mazloomi. The exhibition titled "Beyond Category: Visions of Jazz in Fiber." will be featured at the International Textile Biennial (San Jose, Costa Rica) and the University of Costa Rica (Limon) from September 7 to October 12, 2010. I am honored to be a part of this exhibit.

"Ritmo Latino/Latin Rhythm"

The rhythm of individuals was a big part of inspiration for this work as well as my love for dancing and music, all kinds of music. In our company, Contigo Learning Experience Inc., we have been using percussion instruments as part of our experiential process with great results. Music has such healing qualities, invokes playfulness, and releases inhibitions. Something about a drum circle that allows each person to be a part of the big picture in their own way and its just great fun!

I was disappointed that my day job and personal business didn't allow time for me to attend this show and teach some classes. Thanks for the invitation Dr. Mazloomi, maybe next time. I am honored to be a part even if I cant be there. Now back to the studio, to put on some music and dance!

New Mexico in bloom

2010-08-09T16:40:00.002-05:00

A recent trip to Santa Fe, Rio Rancho, and Albuquerque

Nature's inspiration says it all, color, texture, shape!

Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul. ~The Koran

The Amen of nature is always a flower. Oliver Wendell Holmes

Earth laughs in flowers. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Where flowers bloom so does hope. Lady Bird Johnson

Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers where I can walk undisturbed. Walt Whitman

Cadillac Ranch in Tejas

2010-07-20T16:23:00.002-05:00

Off of Route 66 near Amarillo Tejas a few yards from the highway...

is a cow pasture with a row of planted Cadillacs from 1949-1963.

Stanly Marsh and the San Francisco based Ant Farm Art Collective first planted the Cadillacs in 1977 representing the "Golden Age". The ten graffiti-covered cars are half-buried, nose-down, facing west "at the same angle as the Cheops' pyramids."

Visitors are encouraged to make their mark on the cars making this an ever changing artwork.

The cars are covered with ever mutating layers of spray paint graffiti as visitors of all ages visitors add their mark. Mother Earth adds some wind, sun, and rain to create unique landscapes of textures on each car.

At first I was a bit put off at the cast off paint cans that litter the walk through the pasture. After listening to the work , drinking in the layers of color shape and texture, I too was taken with the spell of being a part of the art.

Each of us yearns to make some kind of mark while walking the Red Road of life so that we don't feel we are invisible or have walked in vain. So I added my mark just as my walk in life, over those that came before, and destined to be marked over by those who come after.

Some how just knowing we have added our marks as part of the experience is satisfying.

Paz y Amor

Doors

2010-07-05T16:58:00.002-05:00

Doors near the Thubten Norbu Ling Tibetan Buddhist Center, Santa Fe

Door to The Pink Adobe Restaurant and Dragon Room Bar, Santa Fe

Doors from grounds of El Santuario de Chimayo

Doors leaving St. Francis Cathedral Basilica, Santa Fe

Doors are symbols of communication. Whether it is a closing door to something you leave behind or an opening door to new adventures. Doors that are closing keep you inside of yourself. Doors opening welcome and invite you to open your self to new experiences. Each one brings a lesson and each one has its own risks.

One year ago I took a step and opened the door to myself. I had locked myself away so long ago that I forgot what if felt like to step outside and feel the sunshine on my face and the smell of flowers in the wind. I thought I was open and growing but it was a slow painful growth. Like when you bring a plant indoors for the winter and its just not the same as when it drinks the first rain of spring outside your window. It looks brighter, stands taller and suddenly sprouts new growth. It was like that for me.

So I took off the self imposed locks on my heart and I surrendered to the Greater Good. I was afraid, vulnerable, and oh so out of control. For me a great leap to let go but I finally understood that as long as I stood in my own way, trying to direct my own path, and working against my better interest by making wrong choices in people, places and work I would stay locked inside. I could no longer stay there nursing my wounds, it was time to embrace the healing.

On the outside everything looked fine but behind that door I was lonely and miserable in everything in my life. Wounded by a great loss and unable to find a safe place, only temporary places that proved not to be genuine. As an Aspie life is already a challenge and sometimes outside influences get the best of me. I found the courage to let go and trust myself in spite of age old records of people in my life saying I cant. I shut off the LPs, tapes, 8 tracks, and CDs. As one of my teachers says, be wary of people's good intentions, they are not always with you in mind".

In the surrender of letting go I felt a physical release as I opened the door to my soul. One year later and I have never been happier in my life. Not that all my challenges suddenly left me or magically I am a new person. Its more like that gentle rain washing over me and the door moves easily instead of stuck and creaking. Its how I walk through the doors of life that has changed eagerly anticipating the next rain shower of challenges and rewards. I found myself again. I reclaimed the life I once lived but with new eyes always moving forward and no looking back.

Open the door to yourself. Don't listen to the voices that tell you how to open it, when to open it , and who to let in. Its your choice let go and surrender to yourself. Walk through the next door of your path and welcome the challenge.

on the road again in AR

2010-06-13T18:09:00.003-05:00

A business trip to DeWitt Arkansas where we saw lots of different shades of green.

Roadsides of beautiful corn, rice, and fields newly planted.

Swampy land filled with flowers and interesting birds.

And as we headed toward home the rain clouds starting moving across the horizon

and more rain means more green.

I will be back in the stuido soon to post about the two new art quilts for the Racism exhibit.

Racism Exhibit sneak peek

2010-05-26T22:19:00.001-05:00

I've been working on an artquilt to be included in another exhibit by my Beloved art quilt group, the "Obama Quilters". This time we chose to address racism. The exhibit is in the early stages as we each complete our work. We are looking for venues to add. As the touring develops, I will post the details for the show entitled, Racism: A Dialogue in Art Quilts

My work, Racism is a Weapon was a joy and a healing to create. As I worked, I literally and emotionally worked on the message. My working title was "things folks have said to me" and that's what I chose to address. So many times we think of racism as the "out and loud in your face" kind of thing. But for me, I find the most painful is the subtle, sometimes intentional and often times clueless comments directed toward me. Bottom line is racism is racism no matter how it's served up. I chose to re-purpose a vintage tablecloth I found in the thrift store. It's sweet flowers and simple design reminded me that this kind of racism is served at the table with a smile and most times you don't see it coming. And maybe that's why it hurts so much.

One of many studies on racism and mental health states that "racism-related stress has the potential to affect the well-being of an individual: racism-related life events, vicarious racism experiences, daily racism micro stressors, chronic-contextual stress, collective experiences, and transgenerational transmission (Harrell, 2000, p.45-47). The first type of racism-related stress is the result of specific, time-limited experiences of racism in which one feels discriminated against, harassed, or judged (Harrell, 2000, p. 45). One may also experience stress as a result of hearing about or seeing another person’s experience with racism. This constitutes a vicarious experience of racism (Harrell, 2000, p. 45). Racism-related stress however, is not always overt, and this is exampled in the subtle daily reminders that one is different. These racism micro-stressors may be as simple as being watched in a store or overlooked and discounted in an office setting; however their effects are no less deleterious (Harrell, 2000, p. 45-46). To this point, racism-related stress has been discussed in the context of specific events that either compound one’s stress level directly or vicariously."

This stuff hurts and after awhile its starts to wear you down. I have learned over the past 6 years of working in a community that is not like me, that if I don't get my injection of familia/ community, well, it just wears my Spirit down. I long for the safe space to just be, blend, and not feel like the spot in the room. A place where I don't have to be the "dial a token" and "speak for my people" or be on yet another Board, task force or committee. I put up my shield of ancestors to protect my heart as depicted in the center portion of the work. But in reality each wound hurts; whether its the scars of childhood experiences or the comments said this week.

Now I am honored to "represent" in my day job and help folks build some kind of bridge to understanding and set aside their ethnocentrism long enough to understand we are all different and that's OK. Or at the very least acknowledge there is more than one way to approach life. But its the subtle comments like little wounds that can leave me bleeding to death. And if I don't recognize it and get some kind of validation and support, it can lead to some health issues as another report stated. " Women of color often suffer more from health and mental heath issues when subjected to subtle racism in the workplace."

So the center of the work is dedicated to the protection and the Warrior Spirit it takes to keep moving through the generational racism that continues today. Outside of that section are the obvious weapons I chose to embroider as a soft version of a hard weapon. Then in between the images are quotes of things real people have said to me over the years and it's sad to say some of them are oldies that keep on repeating.

It was healing to get this out in public . Sometimes when these things are said I take a deep breath, try to control the look of shock on my face (oh no she didn't just really say THAT) and then assess the situation and ripples. Who might get it next if I dont speak up now or is this one hit I will let slide just because I am tired. When I can muster up the wherewithal I take the teachable moment and have a dialogue with the commentor. Once again assuming the role of educator with my unassuming perpetrator. Other times I take the hit and just look for a place to nurse my wounds with some kind of dignity.

The border is a patchwork of bright "happy" vintage reproduction prints, symbolizing the patched possibilities. I do this kind of work because there were those that came before me that walked the fire. Now its my turn, and one day I pray that my grandson won't have to hear these words spoken to him. So on the patchwork border are facts about racism. It has a history, its taught and learned, and racism kills the human Spirit. Also on the border are my warrior cries to dismantle systemic and institutional injustice, promote dignity and respect and embrace human differences. More photos of the overall quilt coming soon, stay tuned. Gracias.

"Racism is a Weapon" detail c Sabrina Zarco 2010

Update to this post: I am working on a second piece addressing the not so subtle racism in Arizona. More on that to follow.

Gracias

River Market inspiration

2010-05-12T09:15:00.003-05:00

One of our favorite things to do is visit the River Market early on Saturday mornings. Its an open market right off the truck along the Arkansas River in downtown Little Rock.

The crisp morning air is filled with the sounds of local musicans, vendor chatter and the laughter and conversations of people sharing the moment. The smells of fresh fruit, vegatables, kettle corn cooking and baked goods dance through the wind.

The feast for the eyes is the perfect inspiration for making art.

Endless colors, blends, color combinations, textures and shapes on every table and inside each crate. An explosion of Mother Nature's finest artwork.

Its just the right medicine when I am feeling blocked or stuck in the studio.

Maize is King!

Fresh mint smells so sweet for a cool tea, Spirit medicine, healing...

just like Grandpa grew in his garden.

More herbs and they smell so great.

Good inspiration for the Chef to make art!

Mother Nature's art never fails to inspire.
Filled with colors, combinations, textures, and shapes
if we would only take the time to see.
I'm off to audition materials for my latest creation.
And later enjoy the Chef's art on the dinner table!

Texas - A Blending of Cultures Fiber Arts Exhibit

2010-04-27T09:02:00.004-05:00

"Tejana Chicana" c Sabrina Zarco 2010
one of two works in the show

New work in Austin, Tx.

TEXAS – A Blending of Cultures Fiber Arts Exhibit

by the Texas Museum of Fiber Arts

May 1st -30th 2010 at the Mexican American Cultural Center, Austin Tx

My work made the brochure for the event!

"Tejana Chicana" detail Sabrina Zarco

Journey of Hope Exhibit Opening and Book

2010-04-06T17:57:00.001-05:00

The Journey of Hope in America Quilts: Inspired by President Barack Obama

http://www.amazon.com/Journey-Hope-Quilts-Inspired-President/dp/076033935X

I am honored to be a a part of such a beautiful book with such a variety of artists. My work, Si se Puede Dancing at the Revolution is on pages 212 and 213. Its also on the back cover. Its a 60" X 60" work celebrating community activists and organizers including the President.

Emma Goldman's saying," If I cant dance, I dont want to be part of your revolution" is one source of inspiration for this work. My art explores the celebratory dimensions as change agents, communtiy organizers, and activists listing their names on the blocks in the piece.

Si se Puede Dancing at the Revolution, s zarco copyright

You are invited to attend a reception honoring the arists from the exhibitinon

curated by Dr. Carolyn Mazloomi

for the National Afro-American Museum and Cultural Center of the Ohio Historical Society.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

3:00 - 5:00 p.m.

at the National Afro-American Museum and Cultural Center

Wilberforce, Ohio

Link to the museum where my work is one of the six featured, bottom left corner http://ohsweb.ohiohistory.org/places/sw13/sw13-joh.shtml

Spring into Abundance!

2010-04-04T10:24:00.004-05:00

No matter how long the winter, spring is sure to follow. ~Proverb

My New Mexico themed Easter basket filled with eggs and cascarones! This was my basket when I was a nina. My Beloved and I had a great time coloring them and trying to think of NM ideas to decorate them. Now to find a time to crack the cascarones on each others heads!

Ok, for those who didnt have the childhood joy of cracking a cascarone on an elders head let me fill you in on the fun. A cascarone according to Wikipedia: Cascarones or confetti eggs are festive, hollowed-out chicken eggs, filled with confetti originating in Mexico. In Spanish, "cascarón" simply means "eggshell," and cascarones are similar to the Easter eggs popular in many other countries. They are crushed over the recipient's head showering them with confetti. This tradition is most often carried out among friends and family. Like many popular traditions in Mexico, cascarones are increasingly popular in the Southwestern United States. Having a cascarón broken over your head is said to bring good luck.

Like the pinata, it dates back to Pagan times if I remember correctly. The release of something good. Good energy. It was an honor and great treat as a child to have the ok from an elder to crack one on their head. Fun fact for you, my Beloved, in the movie West of the Pecos (1945) the eggs are used to throw at the one you love and this person must dance the next dance with you. So I will be expecting a dance if you plan on hitting me with that egg!

We are now off to work on flower baskets to welcome the abundance of spring! Love and Light to you and your Beloveds as you celebrate the newness that Sping brings.

Spring is nature's way of saying, "Let's party!" ~Robin Williams

feeling feisty

2010-03-27T01:18:00.001-05:00

Spiraling into a new year ....

Enchanted to begin my fierce, freaky, feisty, fantastic, fanciful, fearless, fabric filled fifties

feeling loved and ready to live it full out with friends and family.

No me fregas I am flying free and fabulous!

Gracias for the bday wishes my Beloveds.

I love you all, con todo mi corazon!

c/s

Surrounded by crow medicine

2010-03-26T01:46:00.005-05:00

Source: Medicine Cards: The Discovery of Power Through Animals

by Jamie Sams & David Carson, illustrated by Angela C. Werneke.

My Chimayo escort.

another escort on the road

For the past few days I have encountered crow. Driving in the city it flies cross my path, walking in the plaza it flies over head calling, and in the woods once again crossing my path in significant ways. Once again my winged brothers are speaking so I listen.

Crow is an omen of change and right now I am going through lots of them. Crow lives in the void and has no sense of time. The Ancient Chiefs tell us that Crow sees simultaneously the three fates – past, present, and future. Crow merges light and darkness, seeing both inner and outer reality.

Crow medicine signifies a firsthand knowledge of a higher order of right and wrong than indicated by the laws created in human culture. With Crow medicine, you speak in a powerful voice when addressing issues that for you seem out of harmony, out of balance, out of whack, or unjust. I have this pull stronger than ever and feel fortunate that my art is moving. When I cant speak out my art speaks for me.

Remember that Crow looks at the world with first one eye, then the other – cross-eyed. In the Mayan culture, cross-eyeds had the privilege and duty of looking into the future. You must put aside your fear of being a voice in the wilderness and “caw” the shots as you see them. Well I usually do this but am often cautious so now I am learning different ways of making this happen. Maybe I'm becoming more seasoned.

As you learn to allow your personal integrity to be your guide, your sense of feeling alone will vanish. Your personal will can then emerge so that you will stand in your truth. The prime path of true Crow says to be mindful of your opinions and actions. Be willing to walk your talk, speak your truth, know your life’s mission, and balance past, present, and future in the now. Shape shift that old reality and become your future self. Allow the bending of physical laws to aid in creating the shape-shifted world of peace.

Gracias crow for guiding me into the next step. I hear your message, draw it on my heart and honor it with my art. I welcome the shift.

extreme picnic!

2010-03-25T11:32:00.000-05:00

Did some extreme picnicing!

Vulture medicine: shedding the past & ready for the new!

2010-03-19T15:39:00.013-05:00

Note: I have given credit to the photo I have used. When work is not your own just because it’s on the net or you don’t know who's art it belongs to doesn’t give you the right to post it on your blog! I know you just started your blog and you really need a picture and you dig this artist’s work and it would be so cool. NO, you are not hanging out at a friends house this is not a club it’s the net. That means its a worldwide conversation and there are some rules. Don’t think because its just a little blog no one will notice, they will and it’s still not ok. I researched copyright free images, asked permission and then followed the specifics about using someone's art. Yes it takes time but as an artist I don’t want someone lifting my work even if you think its a good idea and it will promote my work. It’s up to me to decide that not you so ASK! Copyright law is a challenge and there are changes that need to be made so do some research and "read more about it" Keep off the art unless we have a talk and agree, be respectful folks. Gracias.

Ok now so now that I have said that let me tell you why I needed the picture of a turkey vulture. My office nest is on the third floor of a building perched on a hill with a small but adequate window. I was preparing to do a new workshop on working with young children and anti bias integration into curriculum and I was in my flow. You know like when you are doing your art and its all coming together but you really cant take credit for it cause its just falling out of you.

Any way I was typing my handouts and suddenly I see a shadow. I stop and see nothing. Then again but this time I see these huge wings moving toward my 3rd floor little window like she's gonna crash through it. Well she doesn’t and then flies off. About this time I am a bit confused and startled because I see clearly its a vulture. It comes around the third time and this time I am ready, what ever that means since there is nothing I can do. The window is shut, tiny ledge and all I can do is watch and wonder what she is trying to say to me.

Here she comes and lands on the tiny ledge and balances for a moment, looks me in the eye and smiles and flies off. It all happened so quickly and I have to admit its not my first 3rd floor window encounter with nature, but that’s for another day. So I stand up lean over and look up and all around to see if I can catch a glimpse of her but she is gone. Now I say she because that's the vibe I got, a sister vibe. I lean back and tap into my Animal Medicine work to hear what she was saying to me. Like all animal helpers, they only appear when right and appropriate to share messages with you. You just have to be still and listen.

Vulture is known as a Peace Eagle, it is the only animal that does not kill. It only does what needs to be done. Vulture teaches us that nasty jobs of service need to get done and they are rewarded with great gifts. With honor she sails through the air riding the current, defying gravity with beauty and grace. The vulture has keen eyesight and sees all. She is powerful and because she flies high she can transcend this realm. She can bring us lessons from our past so we do not repeat them. And reminds us to take this knowledge forward.

Vultures are also a sign of new beginnings. They can teach us to take control of our lives and to stop giving up; death to the old ways and a clean start to the new way of being, transformation.

When I was 19 the bird visions, dreams, and messages became more clear and my visits stronger. I was visited by a large winged bird and was given this message: But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Messages come in the language you understand at the time so for me that is how I received it, something familiar to my upbringing.

I have since left the traditional definition of my childhood church for one that blends my worlds. What’s important to me is that I am connected and can hear Creator clearly. I still fall back on that foundation from my grandparents and parents from time to time it can be comforting. Some people dont understand my ways and thats ok, its a personal path. One way is not better than another, just different. But the message of renewal and faith are still singing in my corazon.

The renewal process is a powerful one. As I come to the new path in my Red Road I am celebrating, honoring, and acknowledging each step or lesson for what it brought me. No matter if the people are in my life currently, in the Spirit World, or if it was a positive lesson or not, (I've had my share of both) it all helped shape who I am becoming. I now file that as my past and see before me the new road. No more beating myself up over the things that didn’t work, missed opportunities, or loss, only moving forward. The vultures are gone its all cleaned up and I am ready. I am excited, anxious, and brave as I walk toward my destiny and all the experiences and lessons that are ahead. Not to mention the great art falling from my hands. More pics to follow. Gracias for another day closer to my transformation.

Note: I took this picture (smile)

“Nature often holds up a mirror so we can see more clearly the ongoing processes of growth, renewal, and transformation in our lives.”

Fireside with Dr. Estés!

2010-03-16T15:44:00.001-05:00

''If you have never been called a defiant, incorrigible, impossible woman… have faith… there is yet time." from Women Who Run with the Wolves

I just had to share the good news, more of my bday gifts and this one I can share with you! I am going to be sitting in the fire circle with Dr. Estés! Well its a virtual fire circle, but she will be live sharing with question and answer time and like all fireside ceremonies a prayer/poem to close our time together. Her work inspires my art, shapes my Spirit and feeds my soul. She is a great teacher to sit beside and soak in the energy! For more on her if you are not familiar, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clarissa_Pinkola_Est%C3%A9s
Check out the details on the great event below from SoundsTrue.com:

Clarissa Pinkola Estés Releases Her Master Work as a Live Online Series from SoundsTrue.com – The Dangerous Old Woman is Dr. Estés’ masterwork, three decades in the writing and now released for the first time as an online event series. The series is scheduled to begin airing live! on Tuesday, April 6 at 9-11pm EST on SoundsTrue.com

Dr. Estés on this landmark event: “Though I myself find perils and challenges of age to be true, we have to disavow the old prejudices about women and age. The true vision of the wise woman is one of bounty, of love and age and wisdom. As she gathers years, like la arbol de la vida, the ancient tree, she grows even more arms, even more flowers and fruits. She is more rooted, more vast, more sheltering—developing her callings to be throughout life, maiden mother, medium, crone, elder, healer, teacher, artist, knowing woman.”

(This quote has art images all over it, words paint pictures especially for an Aspie like me)

What is it that makes this archetypal Old Woman dangerous? “The fact that she will not be stopped by cultural conventions; she does not fear criticism, ridicule, or being devalued,” says Dr. Estés. “The Old Woman goes where she wants, says what she wishes, and no one should try to stop her – or else. She will have a ready answer for them. She’s very clearly one who says, ‘Come with me, be with me, but if not… then stand out of my way — I have a destiny to meet.’ She is not willing to amputate parts of herself, or her gifts, in order to be accepted."

I love this statement and already I feel the art swirling inside and spilling over!
I had to bold this part since its exactly where I am in my life! Move with me or get out of my way! I have work to do and if you are not a part of contributing positive energy to the experience then I have no space for you in my journey. I do have my Coyolxauhqui days where I feel I am in pieces but never willing to part with the myself or as Dr. Estés says, "amputate parts of myself". Never again not for anyone!

This experience as a gift along with my magical mystical inspirational healing pilgrimage to the Mother Land and I am more pregnant with work each day! Gracias Dr. Estés for all your work, you are an hermana we can be proud of, another "Wise Latina"!

my count down begins

2010-03-13T22:07:00.000-06:00

One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship

with other human beings as we take our place among them.

- Virginia Woolf

I had the most wonderful evening with friends and it was a great way to start the count down for my Happy New Year. We laughed, shared stories, and opened our hearts to one another. We had authentic connections and a great exchange of energy, no energy vampires in the group. It was refreshing to be open and all of who we are with one another. It has been a long time since I have had this kind of group sharing. I found it very refreshing to be able to have drama free mature converstations. Side note: not an agism statement its about Spiritual and relationship maturity which has no number. There were no egos that needed feeding, no insecurities that needed nursing, everyone was good with who they are and healthy in their knowing of self. It was a great way to start my count down to my 50th bday .

This new start brings all kinds of exciting things happening in my life. I am so very thankful that I had the courage to let go and let Creator guide me. I am truly soaring like Red Eagle and my path becomes more clear each day. My art is moving fast and my worlds are becoming more intertwined as I walk toward what life has for me.

Hold tight to your dreams no matter what others say, if you know what is written on your heart be true to yourself. Others will or may test you, fail you, betray and mislead you. But when you let go and walk with courage away from the negative; like Dorothy on the yellow brick road all things become clear colorful and filled with positive energy, love, and laughter.

As my Beloved reminds me the goal is not to be fearless but to walk with courage no matter what is tossed in your path. To stay true to who you know yourself to be, keep the positive in front of you, and give thanks for your blessings. I wish for you the courage to let go and fly the path that Creator has called you to do. The blessings are big and the journey challenging but rewarding.

Women without Borders Exhibit, Austin

2010-02-26T18:45:00.001-06:00

"To thine own be true" one of two of my pieces in the Women without Borders Exhibit

March 5 - April 3, 2010

La Peña presents “Women without Borders” from March 5th – April 3rd at its gallery in Downtown Austin at 227 Congress Avenue. This group art show of women artists is being done in honor of International Women’s Day and Women’s History Month. The reception will take place on Friday, March 12th from 6:00 – 8:00 pm.

International Women’s day is a global celebration that takes place on March 8th every year. It was first observed the early 1900s to mark the economic, political and social achievements of women. Then in 1987 the United States designated March as Women’s History Month. La Peña honors these events with an annual group show of women artists. These women use their artwork to represent, share, and preserve their cultural heritage, share their personal stories and perspectives on the world, and even use it as a platform to speak out on issues that are important to them.

“Women without Borders” features many emerging and established artists who come from places including Monterrey and Coahuila, Mexico, South Texas, and the Rio Grande Valley:

Santa Barraza
Monica Ceniceros
April Garcia
Nivia Gonzalez
Celina Hinojosa
Denise Molina
Adriana Perez
Vanessa Ramos
Sarita Sanchez
Ana Vazquez
Sabrina Zarco

Feliz Cumpleanos aka Happy New Year Beloved!

2010-02-19T14:18:00.002-06:00

beautiful colors of homemade salsa before....

February is always filled with thoughts of love and loved ones for me. I have several Beloveds who have their personal New Year aka birthday this month. So I celebrate them individually, publicly here, and with a feast, music, prayers, and unending love. Happy Birthday, Feliz Cumpleanos, Happy Personal New Year!

My Beloved I pray for you that you may find continued peace and love and joy on this journey. I pray for your health in the Spirit and the physical. I send love and prayers honoring you and celebrate what gifts you have brought to my life. I am away from you in miles but not in my heart. I honor you and ask Creator to guide your path as you begin anew. Have fun! Celebrate the new adventures that lay before you. They are listed in order of bday not importance...they all rock my world!

B for your service to this country, I pray for your Spiritual, emotional, and physical health. You have given me the reminder that art heals as you encouraged me and held me as I lost my way. You always remind me to smile and to be wild like our Milagro. Have a blessed New Year and thank you for being a part of my life.

L for ten years you have unselfishly given your love and kindness to me. I treasure your honesty and love unconditional. Thank you for investing in my art and opening doors to new adventures. I pray that we will always hold each other dear as we travel this Earth School. I pray for your health, creativity, and that you will continue to share the love and joy. Many appreciate you and I am always honored to have you as part of my life.

My sister L I pray for your New Year and wish you blessings as I do each year. We have grown up together and grown apart in miles but we will always be sisters and I love you.

LJ I pray your New Year will be filled with joy as you spread your wings even further and fly into all of who you are and will be. Thank you for reminding me that Creator is in charge and that I too must always be true to myself no matter what others say or do. I admire your bravery and pray for good health, clear vision, more writing and love.

And for all of you who have a beloved bday to celebrate I dance with you too!

Homemade is best!

Bread of life....sweet aka pan dulce

Feliz Dia del Amor y Amistad

2010-02-13T14:22:00.003-06:00

Feliz Dia del Amor y Amistad / Happy Day of Love and Friendship
aka Happy Valentine's Day!

Gifts from my Valentine! Puro Tejana style.

Snow Mariachi

2010-02-09T09:48:00.028-06:00

Another snow day here in Little Rock . My beautiful nieces made their version of a snow man they call Pancho. I am really happy to see this unique snowman, not only the great art but it lets me know that the girls are confident in their culture. Its an unspoken message that says they can proudly claim all of who they are in all that they do and not have to hide it. I celebrate the snow art but also what it says to me about the strong Latina women they are becoming and their great parents!

Lots of snow art going on here and work in my studio. This snowman speaks to the work in my studio right now. I am working on a piece for a racism show and its been an emotional journey. I struggled with how to show the pain of racism, in particular subtle racism but not appear as victim. The story of racism has a history and it's not about remaining victims but about acknowledging that it exists and making change.

I read a study that says women of color in the workplace suffer from more medical challenges, stress, heart disease, and hypertension because of the subtle racism. Its the subtle comments that we have to endure and look the other way otherwise we are labeled sensitive or too politically correct. But the reality is when something hurts it hurts intentional or not. Side note: Racism in the definition of this show and that I am speaking of is the broad term to include race and ethnicity. So this work is going to address the subtle words that wound the heart. Pictures on this to follow later but such is the artist life, the art is to be kept under wraps until the show.

Things are moving along with such peace in my Spirit and a knowing that I am on the right path. The haters can do their thing I am following my path and doors are opening. The Universe is good, when you let go of the ugly it makes room for the beautiful to come in.

bird snow art

Toma Mi Corazon 18yrs in Austin

2010-01-27T13:58:00.003-06:00

Here is my donation con carino to my Beloved Austin La Pena Gallery. Gracias to Cynthia for all she does to preserve and promote Latino art! It is the 18th year of Toma Mi Corazon Art Exhibit and Silent Auction Fundraiser, Saturday, February 6, 2010. If you are in Tejas check out the event and the gallery. http://www.lapena-austin.org/english/events/tomaxviii.html
Buena suerte for a great event!

let it go

2010-01-27T11:49:00.006-06:00

As Venus enters Aquarius and forms significant angles with Saturn and Mars; the planets are aligned for love and romance. So maybe that’s the reason for what is going on lately as a side note rerun in my life. My spirit is struggling and I need to examine a pattern that is surfacing and maybe I just need to rant as part of my cleansing. I’m trying to understand but I keep coming up with the same answer so maybe it’s not me. I always try to consider myself first in situations as any good Aspie would do. Note: "Aspie" a term of endearment used to refer to my Asperger's Syndrome aka high functioning autism aka non neruotypical aka, you get the picture.

My understanding is that when a relationship ends in a break up that means its over. It is no longer working; broken. There is a reason you are no longer together. You get together because of circumstance, interest, sharing lessons to be learned and so on. Then when the experiences have brought you all you can learn its time to move on, well that’s how it was for me. Always with the call of the wolf to move on even in the beginning but when it’s done it’s done. I am not one to go back on my journey. I sometimes look back over my shoulder recheck the lessons heal the hurt, celebrate the good, and move on to learn again.

For some reason a few of the people from my past (hereafter known as they) would like me to answer their expectation that I somehow owe them something years later. I get its not about me it’s about them but after so many times a girl has just gotta let out a rant. So here goes…I don’t get how they think they have an impact or say in my life choices and decisions today. How dare I try to move on in a positive way with my life and not consult them on how that should be done. How I am supposed to submit for approval any art I create or training I do because they somehow feel ownership. I don’t get how according to their way of thinking I am supposed to not do, say, wear, live or enjoy anything that might have in any way what so ever been a part of one of my past relationships part of me and who I am. They somehow perceive some items, discussions, or ideas as belonging to them and I had no clue. How those things shared at one time were somehow forever marked and I should put away my life and choices because they feel it or I somehow belong to them. I don’t think you really know me now anyway because I am ever changing and not the same as when we first met. Its only your illusion of who you think I should be or imagined me to be that you still cling to.

The reality is we do not own people and shared experiences of our past are just that, shared and we each get to keep our own. They help to shape who we are today good or bad it just is what happened. As an Aspie I am challenged in conventional ways of social communication but I do try to make things clear. And I’m not saying I didn’t share some good experiences of joy and love with others and I honor those memories (in my own way not how you think I should) but it’s over, it’s been over. We parted ways and it really is done.

In some cases we are friends because they have chosen as I have to respect boundaries. In other cases I don’t think they have a clue what a boundary is so we are not friends. When you speak harshly about me in community, use hurtful words in writing and make assumptions about me and my life you are not in a place of love, don’t fool yourself. You are still lost in your own pain or anger to see clearly. My words to you are let go and move on you are not in a place to befriend me. I wish you well.

As for me I have come to rest in the wolfs cry and am in the most peaceful loving respectful place I have ever been in my life. I wish you clear paths and thanks for allowing me to let it go.

ice and snow

2010-01-10T20:41:00.000-06:00

Ice waterfalls along TN highways

Snow covered roads in the mountains.

Light Your New Year's Fire!

2009-12-28T20:53:00.008-06:00

Cheers to a New Year!

Another chance to do it all again maybe even better this time.

An opportunity to pause and look through new eyes, listen with open hearts, forgive, and withhold judgement. Accept others. They will show you who they are; just clear your intentions and see them. They are not always who you think they are, keep looking.

Its time to trust and love yourself unconditionally. Forgive yourself and nurture your Spirit. Dare to push yourself to reach beyond what you think you can do. Look outside yourself and what you think you want, trust the Universe to deliver what you need. Dancing on the skinny branches can be scary but great fun especially if you have a Beloved to dance with you!

Walk the path that is meant for you even if it means sometimes you walk alone. Know that God/Spirit/Light, the Angels, Guides, Guardians, and Ancestors are always walking with you. And as you walk keep an open heart, you may be suprised to see that you have a Beloved walking beside you. Let go and see what happens.

Salud a todos! My prayer is for Good Health, Creativity, Peace, Wisdom, Dancing, Play and Laughter. Learning to Trust the Universe and listen to the lessons. I pray for a path on the Good Red Road that leads to beautiful tomorrows. Dreams that do their best to come true (reminder: get out of your own way). And Love that never ends.

Time to give thanks for all that we have and all the experiences that are ahead of us. And time to Appreciate all the wonderful things about each one of you. Gracis tlazocamati

Feliz Ano ~Nuevo

snowflake spiral dance

2009-12-15T17:01:00.007-06:00

We woke up to silent gently falling snow.

The snowflakes did a spiral dance as they fell from the sky.

I took a walk to hear the magic in the trees.

Unique snowflakes kissed my hair and eyelashes.

As they fell onto my hands the silent crystals merged with my skin

and as they did I could feel them finding their way into my soul.

Mother Earth provides opportunities to see with different eyes in the winter.

Winter is the season of survival and waiting.

When all is at rest and prepares to renew itself in the spring.

Rest your Spirit. Renew your dreams in a spiral dance.

And make ready to give thanks for the gifts winter brings.