A figure entwined with the flora and fauna of El Salvador weeps with nostalgia and grief. 

The fruit, native and familiar, becomes a trace of origin. Something once tasted, now only remembered.A moth, once feared as a harbinger of blindness, becomes the figure’s eyes. A bat, once feared for its looks alone, feeds innocently on sapote in the night.

This painting colocates El Salvador’s lush beauty with creatures that symbolize the fear felt so powerfully there in the midst of jungle, warfare, and political unrest. It also challenges that fear.

What is left behind does not disappear. It lives within the body in taste, memory, and grief.

Original not available for purchase.

Limited Prints coming soon.