ABOUT

From the first steps of my ancestors in the mountains of Oaxaca, to my parent's first steps in the United States, my family represents who I am. My identity is a mixture of three worlds; the ancient, the modern, and the world my parents left behind in Mexico. I am unable to enter each world completely due to physical and emotional barriers. I can only see my family through the cracks of the fence, unable to grasp their hands. They have become like a photographic exposure; overexposed, blurry, and incomplete.

I am the son of immigrants and a first-generation American. When I was a child my parents would tell stories of the beautiful mountains that covered the land, a blue church that is the heart of their village, and the history of our indigenous roots. My mother would also tell stories of the times she was a child and would tell me how much she missed her home but most importantly how much she missed her parents. At a young age, I understood the sacrifice my parents made in order to give me and my siblings a better life. I am not only sharing the stories of my family through art but the stories of millions of migrants who make the same sacrifice in order to achieve a better life and future for their children. My artwork serves as a celebration of the resiliency, courage, and determination of migrants, the aspects that truly make migration beautiful.