Artistic Statement

Artistic Statement

At this point in my playwriting career I would compare myself to an apprentice matador: I'm ballsy enough to get in the ring in this ridiculous costume and I know that the main thing is to not get mauled to death by the extremely mistreated and underfed bull in the ring with me, but I lack the showmanship and confidence to become the next legendary matador. I have the hat and cape and I've practiced a few fairly impressive OLE!-worthy moves, but I'm sweating bullets out here and I KNOW that I'm capable of besting this beast. (And maybe getting the bull to an animal sanctuary where it can be like Ferdinand and never fight again. It's really an awful sport and probably not the best metaphor.)
I put bloody, child-like theatrics into my work and explore in my plays the images, sounds, and wonderings that only a Mixed Raced Hispanic ex-Girl Scout who is deathly afraid of bicycles can. My voice is developing into a violent cuteness. A puppet filled magical realism that always seems to find its way to siblings, family, and the heart.