Hospital Digital Sketches. I didn't think much about painting or my practice during the 7 weeks that my mother was in the hospital until her death. Because creativity is my refuge, I turned to ig stories, the art journal and sketching. I didn't anticipate that my mother's last hospital stay would carry such weight turning into her deathbed, which became the beginning of a new pictorial language for me. The quick raw croquis, becoming a an intimate documentation of my mother dying and the...

Dominga Auxiliadora Perez Huerta October 5, 1953 — March 30, 2026 “No la pinté así, la veía así.” – FdlM Es costumbre de los nicaragüenses canonizar a los muertos; yo no comparto esa práctica. Mi madre no era perfecta; era un camaleón de personalidad, experiencias, facetas; y eso la hacía interesante y tridimensional. Alguien a quien yo deseaba conocer más a fondo y sobre quien quería escribir. Para muchos, mi madre fue una heroína. Para mí, una especie de guerrera o diosa mítica, con toda la...

Dominga Auxiliadora Perez Huerta October 5, 1953 — March 30, 2026 I never shared this beautiful photo by Sion Fullana taken at my first art studio. The reason was because it made me feel as if I was holding the photo of a deceased loved one. Sadly, now I can share the photo as my mother has parted this world. It is a practice of Nicaraguans to canonize the dead. I don't share that practice. My mother wasn't perfect, she was a chameleon of life experiences and facets; and that made her...