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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Azteca As a young girl growing up in Los Angeles City My mother took me everywhere with her Our favorite Mexican restaurant had great hospitality Casa De Nina, I enjoyed the music and she, their famous platter; Guajolotas o tortas de tamal Desayuno, plato de huevos rancheros Champurado and pan dulce de Pasqual The owner made us feel special, served us our usual There were, Chicano art hanging Some of the most authentic were of Azteca Roots in the primeval instincts enchanting The details of nature surrounding, alla prima, A painting of an epitomal Aztec noble prince A beautiful princess in his arms, bien fe`rma The traditional cuadro stayed on my mind ever since There it was, in all places, the painting was everywhere La Marketa, the textile district, La Golondrina Pintura’s de Indios Mexicano’s all about the town square Olvera Street, even in the Mission at the Marina As soon as I got home, I cleared away the furniture, from up against the wall In one hand the print on the calendar a charcoal pencil in the other I began to sketch it all A mural has to be painted in close relationship to the scale, style, and mood of the interior, With regard to such siting, to eye levels, a very good tip Considerations as light sources, make realism art superior I hid the paint from my mother and dad Unnoticeable as of yet, I drew very lightly I worked fast with what mediums I had Brush strokes here and there, ever slightly Until a finished project, my very first mural I took her scarf and covered her eyes, lead her down the hall and pushed the door I whispered into her ear, s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e Happy Mother’s Day, I prepared her a little more With her fingers splayed over eyes and lips My mother processed, motionless, in awe Focusing on the corner at the paint drips she said, I always knew that you could draw An inspiring experience for the most part Exhaling—she saw that I was passionate of my Chicana art
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