The Muse

Is it someone? Is it something?
Where does it live? Where does it come from? How does it looks?

If you are an artist I’m sure you’ve heard this or question this yourself.

Does it belongs to you?
Is it from YOUR imagination? Or are you just the observer?

Does it shows up for you or it just roam free and you stay so still that you are given the opportunity to witness it?

This topic about the muse is very interesting from the artist’s point of view and is a question that almost every clients ask.

Years ago I found inspiration in pain or sadness. I made good art, I liked it, but it didn’t lead me to my highest desire of the heart, or help anyone to live better or to have hope or inspiration. Not because having those emotions is wrong but the place where it came from wasn’t the purest one.

Years later, I learnt to ascend (the techniques I practice and teach) and I found purpose, I found a tool to get me closer to my highest desire and I discovered the burning desire to share, to give hope, to inspire, to remember everyone I can to live freely, in peace, love and joy.

So my muse is not mine.
The muse is life, it doesn’t matter if it’s a nice feeling or a difficult one, it doesn’t matter if sometimes is a thing or a person, an experience…it changes all the time.

The secret for me, is to be so still, that life presents to me what is needed to be in a canvas in order to wake up the fire in others. That’s the muse…

to me.

Packing art

I don’t even know where to start.

Being an artist involve a lot of things , emotions and skills you must learn…well, actually being a human is for the brave, I think.

I personally, paint everyday.

I have a bunch of commissions, which I’m very grateful for , I’m painting for an exhibition I wanna put together, and I also paint for myself.When I’m working on a commission I make breaks, and paint for rest.

In my free time I paint or design new paintings.

And when the commissions are done or my paintings are sold is...packaging time!!

Oh God, this is a whole different art.

People tells me like "make your own desk". "build your own whatever" and oh no, no, no, I'm not crafty. I'm a painter but I'm not crafty at all.

Anyway, I still don't have an assistant (I'm sure I will have one soon) and I pack my art myself. So all my studio is a mess, I mess all the tape, I glue myself into the furniture, I don't properly use the scissors so, there’s a little bit of blood, is glitter and paper everywhere.

And then, is time to get to the shipping place, talk with the guys, then they ask what is in the box/envelope, and is so cool to explain them.

And then is time to say goodbye, to the pieces in which I put my heart on. Is a very strange and intense feeling.

Pieces of my heart have been delivered to different parts of the world and that explodes my mind, there's no way I can explain it with words, so eeeevery time I go to the shipping office I cry.

I'm the one with the most intense feelings I know, but I love it.

All my art is full of intense emotions, tears, coffee, songs, feelings and most of all is full of love and a sense of freedom for the whole.

Definitely art (even packaging) makes my heart sing, makes myself dissolve in to this eternal moment which burns everything unreal with love.

Feeling like an artist

Being an artist has always been my dream, since I was a kid, since I can remember.
And man! I’m living it and enjoying it af!!!
I’ve been sick more than a week now, but I have this commission for a very special family and I wasn't going to stay in bed with my Kleenex and coughing.

So today I’m super grateful, because today was a dreamy day!
Don’t get me wrong, I totally love my life but today I really felt like an artist.

I mean, this is my job and I paint everyday, and since a few years ago I have a lot of commissions but today was artsy challenge.

1. I’m so sick, I can’t stop coughing.
2. My canvas doesn’t fit my studio or my home studio or anywhere I have...so I’m painting at my garden.
3. The sun. I’ve been having an allergy on my face so I can’t wear sunblock haha, but I wore a cap the guys from @dhlmex gave me because I’ve sending art pieces to the U.S
4. Mosquitos. They looooooove me, so today I was their special course.
5. @thefrenchie_ophelia (my frenchie) She’s been trying to eat the acrylics and jump into the canvas all day long. (Well she actually succeed, she ate some titanium white)
6. Rain. Praying all the rains gods not to!! I FEEL THE MOST GRATEFUL BEING IN THE COSMOS.

Having to deal with all those (simple but kind of annoying) stuff but with the HAPPIEST SPIRIT is wonderful.

I turned my music on, sang, painted, sweated, got bitten, my skin was all red and MY HEART WAS HAVING A PARTY!

The colors, the textures, the meaning, and oh boy the LOVE!! Is like love is the most important ingredient for art (and life)

So yes, this is my dream.
To wake up, meditate, have breakfast with hubby, paint, have breaks to ascend (my meditation)...is beautiful!!! Next art step is in the oven.
I know I’m gonna make it💪🏻

What’s your dream???!!!
Do you really know that you are going to achieve it???

Tell me, please!

3 tiny habits that can change your art

Oh I’ve found they help!

(IMPORTANT: The blog image doesn’t represent (or help in any way) the text in here.)

I used to believe that habits were for boring people with no magic in their life.

After learning ascension, I learned that not necessarily everything that I believed was true.

Then I understood that what works for you, to be happy -without hurting you or anyone else- is fine.

I even learned habits that have led me to have a more joyful life! Yes, it turns out that having habits has brought even more happiness to my life.

I will talk about the habits in the study.

Habits that have helped me to be more organized, be more creative and more entrepreneurial with my art.

1. Time

If painting professionally is your wish, you should set a schedule. Years ago, I started painting very late in the day or there were days that I did not paint. Then I started painting without stopping, without eating, almost without sleeping. Finding a midpoint has worked wonderful for me. I have discipline and free time. Commissions and art for me.

2. Material.

It seems very obvious, but then it is not.

It is important for me, to have the oils with their oil family of, the acrylics with their species, the watercolors, the pencils, everything in order, you know, Marie Kondo. But it makes the job easier. Everything looks clean and ready to be used by you.

3. Clean the palette. Clean the palette. Clean the palette

And I keep repeating it to myself every single day. My art teacher has taught that to me and it has worked for me.

"The final work is the reflection of your palette," he tells me constantly. If the palette is a mess and is dirty, the final work will look the same. And yes I have managed to see it in some of my works, since I clean my palette, colors and technique in my work has improved, the quality is better, the colors are cleaner.

As you can see, the tips are very simple, but they have made a big difference in me. Painting has become my passion, my work, my source of joy and money, since I have these habits I have seen how I have become more professional in my painting and has paid off in tangible things in my career.

I hope you decide to adopt these three small but wonderful habits.

Somewhere between Marie Kondo and the Chaos Theory

I’m an artist and a meditation monk, and no, I’m not an expert in the mathematical chaos theory but oh! The universe knows I’m a chaos expert.
Don’t get me wrong, chaotic in a funny kinda movie way.

But let’s start from the beginning.

I don’t remember if it was a year or 2 ago, when I read Marie Kondo’s book.
As a happy person walking a path of joy I can say this woman knows joy!! And she can teach you how set a life that you feel joyful every time you see your closet.

I read the books and I started decluttering my clothes, my shoes, the kitchen stuff and oh yes some friends too, that was a funny and revealing one and the hardest of course was my studio, because honestly, almost all the stuff in here cause me joy, almost, so I tossed the other ones.

And OMG this is an edit of this pandemic times: CHECKLIST! I’m a fan of checklists because I feel they are some kind of friends (don’t judge me, be kind lol) that are here to help me achieve my goals. And I just found this amazing helpful checklist in case you are also looking for those kind of friends too, those who make your life easier. I’m not attached to the outcome though, because every time one gets attached a little joy leaks out through the window.

Anyway, as I’m a very very very intense person, I totally got into decluttering and ordering E V E R Y T H I N G.
The studio, the kitchen, the toilet paper, the makeup (well I just have like 5 things haha, that one was easy), the files in my computer all my yogi tea boxes, my finances, my logistics, my plans, every single step was in order.

But, somehow in my mind, (and I didn’t realized it until a few weeks ago) something got a little twisted ( the speciality from the house). I don’t know why, my mind assumed that if I was being super neat the results of every movement I was doing would be what I supposed to be…..I think this is when the Universe laughed…loudly.

And I’ve known for years now, that one cannot control life. But I forgot, in the middle of my OCD attack.
Life happens and we are blessed to be able to witness and if one is smart enough, to enjoy it all.

Of course it feels better if you put everything of yourself in each thing you do, in every conversation, in every job, in every relationship…but the result…we are not in control.
And there is where the magic happens. The unexpected. The surprises. The most alive life.

I think we need to let life surprise us more.
I truly believe the only thing we can control is where to put our attention.
I believe we can trust more in life, the Universe, God, it doesn’t matter how you cal it.

So I finally I remembered!!! Phew!
And I came back to normal…somewhere between Marie Kondo and the Chaos Theory.


(For those Marie Kondo lovers: I still have everything in a beautiful order)

Still…you can get to work with a hanger in your back.