Why Bring Me Flowers When I’m Dead? When You Had The Time To Do It When I Was Alive

Is it an ongoing series of photographic images that document the flowers I source in the downtown Los Angeles flower market to give to my grandmother. She is the one who originally made the title statement about a year ago. This series of photographs come from a place of remembrance and celebration of the love and connection I have with my grandmother, mí abuela, that will last forever. Since then I have documented 39 different weeks of flowers that have been arranged and taken photographs of for my home and gifted an arrangement for her home. I use digital sublimation on chiffon, chartreuse, and hang the images of the flowers in a completely unconventional way where I break the language between image and object hood. Simultaneously, creating fabric sculptures out of lace, iridescent organza, and chartreuse, that are mounted behind or lay beneath the fabric print creating an abstraction of the image that allows for the breaking of reality and the expected. Which allows the art to float  between installation, sculpture, and photography on top of a fabric scape that pushes photography into the third dimension. 

2018-2019