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\nI buy my vivid paints from a little tiendita<\/i> in San Miguel and they come in big jars that look like they should hold pickles. There is no chromophobia<\/i> in Mexico which makes it the ideal place to shop for the essential ingredients of my paintings. The force of these intense colors is like sampling authentic Mexican chile and I’ve learned to blend colors like salsa into different combinations to achieve the desired result. <\/div>\n
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\nWhen I receive a story I make word lists of key themes or search for poetic parts to post on my wall. I am fueled by the author’s words but don’t want to mirror the text verbatim. For this reason I have always searched for symbols to represent the emotions or spirit of the text. A favorite quote by Marcus Aurelius says, “the soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.”<\/i> In My Name is Celia<\/i> the bird is a metaphor for joy.<\/div>\n
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\nI’m lucky to live close to the library and like to search for books or use the internet to research subjects for my art. On walks I gather rocks, shells, leaves and document found objects and textures that inspire me then bring them into my studio.<\/div>\n
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\nI make mood boards for my books and these collages help me to channel the right spirit for my paintings. I’m looking for more than a visual likeness of my subjects but explore patterns, decorations, clothing or the way an animal moves, a person dances or makes music like Tito beating his timbales. <\/div>\n
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\nI wanted to share some of my process by showing you the evolution of a painting from my upcoming book My Name is Tito<\/i> by Monica Brown. Character development is essential and it all begins with sketching to get the right spirit for each person, animal and object. To get it right you have to make boatloads of sketches and put pencil to paper. I am passionate about travel and am inspired by indigenous groups because they synthesize the important traits of living things in a simple, direct way. I believe everything has a personality if you work to find it. I want to communicate on that magical level as it will speak to children in a clear voice and capture their imagination.<\/div>\n
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