My masks began in 2004 as a way to process self-doubt and judgment, both my own and the world’s. The distorted forms mirrored how I sometimes felt: unseen, vulnerable, and searching for acceptance.

Over the years, they’ve become more personal, drawing from my experiences as a woman, a Latina, and the daughter of immigrants. Braids, ribbons, flowers, Charro bowties, and feathers carry pieces of my culture and my spirit, the joy, pride, and fire that define me.

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Each piece is alive with emotion, touch, and reflection, a reminder that beneath every mask lies both struggle and beauty. Through color, texture, and form, I invite you to pause, to feel, and to truly see.