Meet Rachel

When I was in junior high, my mom smashed my painting box. Brushes, paints, everything - gone. She thought I was wasting time. That I should focus on school.

And it worked. I stopped painting.

But before that, I was the kid who came home from school and disappeared for hours - following along with a grandpa on TV, mixing colors, painting with whatever I could get my hands on. Shells, leaves, pens, anything with color. My mom had to yell multiple times just to get me to come to dinner.

After the painting box, I didn't touch art for years. I grew up. I moved to the States. But something kept pulling me back. Every city I traveled to - Barcelona, Mexico City, New York, London - I'd end up standing in art museums for hours, the same way I used to sit in front of that TV as a kid.

I took art history classes and started seeing art differently. It wasn't just about creativity. Throughout history, artists risked everything - their reputations, their freedom, sometimes their lives - to paint what they actually thought and felt. That courage changed how I understood what art is really for.

A few years ago, I finally picked it back up. This time with my own vision and AI as my tool. Bold colors. Rough textures. Abstract forms that don't explain themselves - they just make you feel something.

Creating again after all those years felt like getting a piece of myself back.

Nothing fulfills me more than making something that doesn't just resonate with me - but with someone else too. If one of these pieces stops you for a second and makes you feel something you can't quite name, then it did its job.

Welcome to La Arte de Rachel.

- Rachel