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Born: 15.03.1971
Birthplace: Los Mochis, Sinaloa, México
scholarship holder of AMFPA since: 2007
Painting Method: Mouth painter

Short Biography

I was born on March 15, 1971 in Los Mochis, Sinaloa, Mexico. I come from a big family which includes my parents and 5 siblings, and I came to the world accompanied by a twin sister.

My childhood was full of happy moments and we always had what was necessary to live.  Nevertheless, my father worked in construction as a mason and income was limited. When I turned 15 my father died and, as a consequence, my oldest brother had to support the family financially. When I finished high school I started working as a counter person to help with the house expenses and I continued my preparatory school in the afternoons.

At 18 I met my boyfriend and married him a year later. At 20, my only daughter was born and I was able to enjoy her fully for two years.

I then started having constant physical problems at age 22: permanent tiredness, muscular pains, apathy, and other symptoms that were not common for a woman of my age.  After visiting the doctor and undergoing various medical tests, I was diagnosed with juvenile rhematoid arthritis, which is a chronic degenerative disease.

I underwent different treatments but at 26 I could no longer walk; since then I´ve been in a wheelchair.

My husband demonstrated a solidary attitude during the first months of this disability but, as years went by, he became annoyed and aggressive, until he finally abandoned both of us, leaving me and my daughter with no moral or financial support. Since then, we have both been living with one of my sisters.

A light of hope crossed my path when I met Perla Fabiola Espinosa Vega at the beginning of 2004, a mouth painter. She was a member of the Association of Mouth and Foot Painting Artists.  She encouraged me to visit her and take painting classes and, as months went by, my skill using brushes with the mouth improved notably as well as my performance on the canvas.

Finally, in January of 2006, Fabis, the name I call her, suggested that we send my best paintings to the Association so I could apply to become a part of it. This was like a dream for me since, after so many years of experiencing poverty, this sounded like a great ray of hope.

Truthfully, before I got sick, I never imagined that I could become a painter. I am so grateful to God for this great opportunity for a better life and to my “teacher” Fabis who has been my guardian angel.