El Primer Día (The First Day)

24"x30" mixed media on canvas

24″x30″ mixed media on canvas

My sister was almost 2 years older and very protective of me. When she first started school, she couldn’t speak a lick of English so they put her in a special class till she caught on. On my first day of kindergarten, when my teacher saw me with my sister, she automatically assumed I couldn’t speak English either. I was so shy, that I didn’t protest when they walked me to the special class.

I have no idea how long I was in that class for, but as I got more comfortable with the teacher and other students, I started to talk and it was all in English. I remember the teacher’s look. Surprised she asked, “When did you learn English?!” I told her I knew it the whole time, nobody ever asked. They quickly swept me off to normal kindergarten from that point on I was considered a regular student, whatever that means 🙂

 

 

I Remember the Worst Day of My Life…

 

Price  $665. "I Remember the Worst Day of My Life: I Forgot My Crayons" 24"x36"

Price $665. “I Remember the Worst Day of My Life: I Forgot My Crayons” 24″x36″. Contact me to add this painting to your private art collection.


In kindergarten, we had cubby holes where we would put our school supplies. One morning, while emptying out my book bag, I realized I had forgotten my crayon box. I got a huge sinking feeling in my stomach. I wondered, “How am I ever going to get through the day without my crayons?”

Needless to say, I started to cry. 

The teacher ran over and asked if I was okay. I simply said, “My stomach hurts.”

She quickly got the front office to call my mom. A little while later I was in my own bed, waiting for my mom to bring me some soup for my aching tummy, which was no longer aching. As she fed me my soup, she asked “Are you feeling better?” I nodded my head as I told her how I had forgotten my crayons. With a look of understanding in her eyes, she asked, “Is that why you started crying?” 

I replied, “No.”

If she could only understand the feeling of helplessness I had the moment I realized my crayons were no where to be found, the way my stomach turned at the thought of a day without them, then she would understand that the stomach ache was real. 

My mom proceeded to feed me my soup and said “You know, next time you forget your crayons, you can just ask your teacher if you can share with someone.” The thought had never crossed my mind, if only I had known sooner 🙂

I Remember My Green Shoes…

Price $945. -- I Remember My New Green Shoes, 30"x40" mixed media on canvas

Price $1,250. — I Remember My New Green Shoes, 30″x40″ mixed media on canvas

I was growing like a wild weed at a very early age. Along with my height, my feet also kept on growing. I had a favorite pair of green tennis shoes that I kept out growing. I loved those shoes. It was a very sad day in my life when the shoe store no longer carried my size…

NOTE: in Sept. 2019, I got diagnosed with Marfan Syndrome. Looking back at many of my childhood stories and paintings, I realize how this genetic disorder personally impacted the narrative of my life. I’m now hoping to raise awareness of this disorder through my art, stories, and through my #MoosieContemplations instagram campaign.

If you feel inclined, please share theses stories and/or donate to my fundraising page for the upcoming #WalkForVictory on 12/7/2019 with the Marfan Foundation.

Contact me to inquire about adding this painting to your collection.

I Kept Growing & Growing…

"I Kept Growing & Growing..."

“I Kept Growing & Growing…” – SOLD

I was always pretty tall, I had actual growing pains when I was younger, nothing too horrible, but enough to be noticed. I seemed to have crazy growth spurts, pictures of me with other kids my age were always entertaining, I towered over everyone, actually, I still tower over many people. I got called “giraffe”, “long legged grasshopper”, & “Olive Oil” just to name a few. But I realized early on that “haters gonna hate”, but regardless I love and embrace my differences and the differences of others, it’s what makes us all special 🙂

NOTE: in Sept. 2019, I got diagnosed with Marfan Syndrome. Looking back at many of my childhood stories and paintings, I realize how this genetic disorder personally impacted the narrative of my life. I’m now hoping to raise awareness of this disorder through my art, stories, and through my #MoosieContemplations instagram campaign.

If you feel inclined, please share theses stories and/or donate to my fundraising page for the upcoming #WalkForVictory on 12/7/2019 with the Marfan Foundation.