Symbiosis Volcánica (2024)
Nostalgia botánica (2024)
Volcanes, mangos y amor (2024)
La ternura es triste (2023)
El Cuarto de pintura (2021)
Corpario
Year: 2025Installation with handcrafted wallpaper, ceramics, painting (dry pastels on wooden board), textile, incense, candles and sound
Symbiosis Volcánica (2024)
Year: 2024 Mural (Tryptich 11 x 2.5 m)
Nostalgia Botánica I/Botanical Nostalgia I
Year: 2024 Comissioned by Josselin Pinto for Collective Exhibition Sensorium at Centro Cultural Municipal de Guatemala
Participatory installation, painting, cut-outs and ready made.
Botanical nostalgia is the longing for the world of plants. Especially the plants that I interact with in the garden and in my daily environment. It is a desire to get in touch with the botanical world as something that I love, brings me joy and teaches me things about the world. I am a great learner of plants of all kinds: flowers, fruits, trees, seeds... and of the soil in which they grow.
Faced with the impossibility of giving myself completely to the desire to retreat during these months in my garden to dedicate myself only to my plants, I decided to design an installation that will work as a remedy or antidote to this absence.
Volcanes, mangos y amor
Year: 2024- 2024 Volcanes, mangos y amor, solo exhibition at La ERRE, Guatemala
illustration, painting, sculpture, installation and experimental sound performance with poetry.
Press:
Artischock Magazine - Mena Guerrero: Volcanes, mangos y amor
NIÑA VOLCÁN
Soy una niña volcán.
Soy una niña en un paisaje de humo. Una niña destrucción,
una niña creación.
Soy un volcán niña.
Soy paisaje de humo en una niña. Una destrucción niña,
una creación niña.
La ternura es triste / Tenderness is sad
Year: 2023- 2023 La ternura es triste at HAE Maastricht, NL
Drawing, poetry and music concert
La ternura es triste
“Quiero volver a la simpleza del gesto, a la textura de la forma, a la emoción del movimiento, quiero volver a la ternura de mi pepita, el hueso de mi fruto que conmigo madura y se endurece mientras en vez, mi carne se enternece y mi olor se acentúa y se pronuncia como un dulzor penetrante...”
“...Quiero olvidar que la ternura es triste.”
...
“I want to return to the simplicity of gesture, to the texture of form, to the emotion of movement, I want to return to the tenderness of my kernel, the stone of my fruit that with me ripens and hardens, while instead, my flesh becomes tender, and my smell is accentuated and pronounced as a pungent sweetness...”
“...I want to forget that tenderness is sad.”