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Farmworkers Feed You  (2025)

Interactive Installation

Materials: Laser cut bandana, Central Valley dirt, Farmworkers’ attire, ganchos (clothing pins), buckets, cement, silver metallic spray paint, wire, two poles, fruit picked from a farmworker, Bluetooth speaker. 

Song: Te Juro Que Te Amo by Los Terrícolas

     This installation honors the invisible labor of farmworkers those who are too often overlooked despite their essential role in putting food on our tables. I was raised in the Central Valley by Mexican parents who began their American lives as farmworkers, and I draw from my personal history to confront viewers with the reality and dignity of this labor. The piece features a laser cut bandana and clothes suspended between two poles, grounded by cement filled buckets, and real fruit picked by local farmworkers. Central Valley dirt covers the base, while a Bluetooth speaker plays Te Juro Que Te Amo by Los Terrícolas a love song that echoes gratitude, grief, love, and sacrifice.

This is not only an offering to those who work the land but also a direct message: the fruit you consume is born from the hands of the unseen. The strawberries and grapes arranged atop the buckets in their packaging reflect how you, the viewer, would find them in grocery stores reminding us that behind every neatly packaged product is a human being in the heat, in the cold, doing the labor most people choose not to see.

ARTWORKS FROM THIS INSTALLATION

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No Te Olvides De Tu Cultura is an immersive installation that constists of seven artworks created from family photo archives, inherited objects, and sculptures modeled after my childhood home, a space built to hold memory, to be seen, and to be recognized as a site of healing and safety. Created during a period of deep isolation in San Francisco, this work became a way to return home when I could not physically be there, grounding me in the only thing that sustained me: my family, my culture, and the act of making. The installation parallels my mother’s life and my own, her journey from being born and raised in Mexico to coming to the United States as a wife, a mother, a farmworker, and a cannery worker, and the disorientation she feels when returning to a Mexico that has changed, mirroring my own sense of displacement moving between the Central Valley, Mexico, and San Francisco. We exist in a constant in-between, where belonging is never fixed, and this work lives in that tension. At its core is the quiet, persistent act of creation as survival: my mother’s intricate doilies and my photographs, sculptures, and installations become parallel languages of endurance, care, and expression. By bringing hay and dirt from the Central Valley into the space, filling it with the scent of home and the sounds of Mexican music, I invite the body to remember what the mind tries to hold onto. This work bridges past and present, honoring the labor, sacrifice, and resilience embedded in my family’s history while confronting the generational trauma shaped by discrimination, racism, and sexism. It is an offering, a reclamation, and a declaration that our stories, our labor, and our culture are not only worthy of being preserved, but of taking up space fully, unapologetically, and with love.

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