By Alexia Burgos

No matter the scale, there’s an unspoken rule that we must follow where the waves lead. So I sit here with my feet dangling over the many fish in the lake. Waterbugs and not so fortunately trapped winged insects float atop the greenish, murky water. The sun’s heat gives me goosebumps as my dark, thick, wavy hair begins to warm.
I am looking to find my proximity to all things, exploring what Americana means to me. I incorporate my Texas upbringing, Indigenous heritage, and my time living in the Deep South. I connect with familial ties and the land by rendering and depicting my own experiences in bucolic scenes.

Oscillating between history, location, and experience, I create intimate, ephemeral scenes interpreted through my unique cultural lens. The goal is to blur the lines between the earthly and the metaphysical. I stylize and obscure both the body and the space it exists in, creating compositions that are grounded yet otherworldly.


