Day of the Dead

Ongoing

Day of the Dead, in paper, paint, and imagination. Skeletons ride turtles, serenade the night, and clatter past on horse bones. Bright washes, cut shapes, hand-drawn edges—joy forward, grief welcomed. These are tiny fiestas for the ones we love.

This ongoing series is where I let color and cut paper run. I paint sheets in marigold, obsidian, and jade, then slice and layer them with acrylic details until the figures feel mid-stride—music up, candles lit.

It’s simple on purpose: paper, paint, and imagination. The point isn’t to mourn in grayscale—it’s to celebrate in full volume, to laugh with our ghosts and keep them in the room. If a piece makes you smile and get a lump in your throat at the same time, that’s the dance.