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From any land

I am originally from Lima, Peru, now living and working in St Ives, Cornwall.

Art and writing are to me a trace of travelling and memory. In Peru I studied Archaeology and Museology but also enjoyed reading and writing since I was very young – short fictional stories. When I moved to the UK in 2013, although I was not totally fluent in English, I qualified to do an art and design diploma foundation that led me to University. In 2009 completed a degree in Fine Art followed by an MA in Printmaking at Anglia Ruskin University. Although I feel proud about it, I believe that be an artist can be such a competitive, emotional and subjective activity that I have chosen recently to experience the making primarily for joy and my own pleasure (because it is one of the best ways I can fully express myself).

Therefore, going to my studio is to me like an adventure; I do not know what is going to happen. I am so immersed with the materials and ideas that appear intuitively that it is almost like going to another dimension. As a rule, instead of creating new work all
the time, I like revisiting old paintings and prints because I know that there is always
something else I can do with them and also because they can contain information that speaks about what I was experiencing before.

Works that were forgotten or left behind can always give me a clue, so I can re-work on that surface with certain familiarity. Nowadays I have been working with a new medium called cold wax that I mixed with oil and I have been surprising myself with the possibilities that this offers, creating layers upon layers that I can scratch, wiped and put back again. Like an alchemist, I am always learning something new from it. The shapes and lines that appear by chance is what fascinates me.

Working on my paintings or prints is a life experience that connects me with life, people, nature and my own surroundings and it is also another way of feeling alive.

From any land

I am here in that space in between two continents: South America and Western Europe
When there was less than a week left to change continents, to fly and be back in that space of clouds, I didn’t even know how long the journey would be or how much it would involve carrying two suitcases full of Peruvian products that were essential for cooking. This morning lying in my bed at dawn, I remember myself still there in the South when I returned along the shiny cement road caressed by the sun. One that is born in the afternoon of the Lima sky. The buildings have grown, I thought when I gazed through the window on my first day the number of people walking, running and scooting along.
There are multitudes that ignore their own steps. Or not? I remember that morning-night when I saw them heading towards the avenues. They were like instantaneous constellations falling from above.


 And when I arrived in St Ives I felt relief but it has taken me almost a week to learn to find my way around this my real home with my husband and my cat. I was between Huiracocha, Pershing, Gregorio Escobedo and Salaverry. All avenues that pay homage to former heroes. Close to where I was born there is an old tabern called «Queirolo». It has expanded but still smell like in the past when I used to go with my father to buy wine and «Pisco», the national spirit of Peru. Now back at home I can smell the Atlantic as I clean the dust that has settled in my studio, the place where I play, listen to music and do strange things…

Shared Explorations

Day 2: These are a few images of during exhibition. Although we have not sold too many yet, the most important has been the appreciation and positive comments of the visitors from all over the world. Some of our art work is traveling to Australia and South Africa…Some is going to friends homes which is very lovely. 

Nobody Knew

Coming soon…

It has taken me a long time (babes) 2023 St. Ives Art Club. 

This was a project that aimed to reflect on the multiple ways women have been portraying themselves since centuries ago. Today a portrait can be done in seconds using a mobile! As a reflection, In the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, only the leading male artists or ‘virtuosi’ were doing the most important works in sculptures, canvases and covering with frescoes entire buildings. Women were invisible then and there were times when they had to hide their gender in order to sell. It was not until the late 1800s that women were able to access a state-funded artistic education and allowed to wander unchaperoned in the streets or visit churches. (From The Story of Art Without Men, Kathy Hessel) But what about other continents? Art history is mainly Western, so maybe it will be interesting if you wish to find out more about women artists from overseas.