I take images I find online that relate to my identity as a queer Mexican immigrant and create phototransfers on plastic tape that I collage and weave into “textiles” or use for site-specific installations of ribbons of phototransfers – collages in space that catch the air in a room and sway, floating strokes of color materialized.

Through my process, images lose legibility to me, becoming color and shape that I impose a new order on when weaving/collaging them. This is where the magic happens in my work – when patterns emerge and the original image becomes a palimpsest, a phantom pain.

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