I eat the canon and spit the bones.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My practice moves across drawing, painting, collage, film, photography, performance, sculpture, and written word \u2014 not as separate languages but as extensions of the same voice. What holds it together is interruption: re-entering history, revising structure, letting the body speak where words get choked back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am a Chicana artist, born in San Francisco, based in London. The Queer brown female figure is at the centre of my work \u2014 placed inside a canon that was built to exclude her. I draw on decolonial and Indigenous feminist methodologies not as framework but as the way I was raised, as accountability to the subjects I engage. My voice is the archive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The written word runs through everything \u2014 as image, as evidence, as demand. Film and photography extend the practice into duration and witness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I hold a studio residency at the Florence Trust and am currently showing at Hastings Contemporary. My practice-led doctoral research at the Research Centre for Arts and Learning, Goldsmiths, extends this enquiry into the colonial misreading of Indigenous sculpture \u2014 one thread in a practice built across Mexican diasporic identity, decolonial feminism and the unfinished business of visibility.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A lifelong social activist and football player, my embodied relationship to sport directly informs my research into gender, visibility and power. I hold a law degree from Golden Gate University School of Law, grounding my artistic practice in histories of advocacy, human rights and structural critique.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
upcoming<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Traces, Florence Trust, London<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Living Enquiry, Goldsmiths, London<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I eat the canon and spit the bones. My practice moves across drawing, painting, collage, film, photography, performance, sculpture, and written word \u2014 not as separate languages but as extensions of the same voice. What holds it together is interruption: re-entering history, revising structure, letting the body speak where words get choked back. I am … <\/p>\n