New Artist – Angelique Luro

I’ve allowed someone else to drive my bus for most of my life. One of my first teenage jobs was working in a Jewish cemetery. My mother thought it would be an excellent way to bankroll my school wardrobe. I had to bury a lady and ended up peeing my pants because I was so scared she might not be dead. I could only go up from there, and I did. I’ve also found Zen during my extensive search. I taught Yoga and was a Reiki healer. I’m very well-rounded.

A common thread running throughout most of my career and education was creativity. Every time I was able to be creative, I was happy. Without creativity, I became miserable. Over the years, I had several chance encounters with artists, and each time, I would feel a rush of excitement in my heart. I ignored it because being an artist seemed unattainable, I didn’t have an art education, and I honestly felt intimidated by “art speak.”

But then, an event rocked me: the hospitalization of our beloved dog. To process my brokenness, I decided, why not me? Why not now? So I did. Expressing my feelings through painting was life-changing, and I haven’t looked back. And Rigby? With the courage of a warrior and the heart of a lion, he’s fully recovered and right by my side.

When I first shared my paintings with a close friend, she said something like, “It’s like ah,” as her hands were waving all around as if to say, “It’s busy, Angie,” as we laughed. “Yeah,” I said, “Isn’t it great?” we laughed some more. I had finally arrived and permitted myself to become what was in my heart. Every piece of art that I create teaches me something. I like to think of it as an exploration. The inspiration for my work is simple: nature and all she encompasses. My curiosities are vast. I approach painting playfully with a good sense of humor, which I need when things go down the tubes.

And when I need a critique, I call my friend. She waves her arms, and we laugh.

I aspire for my work to become a meaningful and joyful piece of your story.