Rococo Basilisk 

Featuring Baby Champurrado

Oil on Canvas 2018

Memoirs and other biographic thoughts of Lolita

I have early memories of life, with my family and time I found to myself.

 It was cold and clear outside, that is often the case in the mojave desert winter. I was about 2 years old then,  playing with a bucket of cold water outside in front of the shack. It was winter and the water in the bucket had frozen partially. I was swishing the unfrozen water around and watching it dance against the frozen surface. I have earlier memories, but this is the first one that found me fascinated with a glassy surface, reflections playing against the sun. I wanted to play with it longer, but my hands got too cold and the distraction of the lawn was becoming a better invitation.

 My artwork is a response to my life environment and reflects its transitions. It speaks to my ancestors and to future generations of what, I, living in this moment in time-my lifetime, am able to experience in my everyday life. It explores social issues that impact me as an American, recently focusing on ideals of beauty, sexuality, concepts of race, and spiritual beliefs, while incorporating techniques that mankind has used from its inception until now. 

­I take control of a surface, staining it with pigment to produce an image. My work is often a metaphor, esoterically relating to the disappearing cultural divide in America along racial lines and the growing cultural divide along socioeconomic lines. I do not limit myself to a single subject. I produce work that will register on a primary level of visual acceptability, but which also possesses a greater message beyond the surface.