For Our Mother
Hope is not a passive thing; it is the work of tending, of refusing to look away, of standing firm when the odds seem too steep. It is in the hands of those who march, who teach, who reclaim what has been lost.
Between The Border
Soy la sangre que se derramó en nuestros suelos, las flores que crecieron del concreto. Soy las canciones que cantan nuestras madres, las lágrimas que derramaron nuestros ancestros.
Desconexão
When did I stop feeling the earth? When were the shoes introduced to me? I no longer have balance I no longer feel like an animal
Call of The Wild
My work spans a diverse range, from illustrations to mixed media, exploring themes that bridge the vast macrocosm of Earth within the universe to the intricate microcosm of life on Earth. At its core, my art is centered around our connection to "Madre Tierra."
A Prayer to Tonanzin
Holy Mary, Tonantzin of Earth,
I pray you give me
the patience to nurture
the anger to defend your blessed land
Mother Gaia
Mother Gaia, why do you love us so?
When the people aren’t praising you the
same way they praise the one
they believe created you.
Self-Care That Cares
In this interview, we learn why sustainability matters so much for Temazcal Life, the creative ways the brand is making a positive impact, and the challenges they face along the way.