About

Hello. Hola! 

I'm Wendy, I'm a Guatemalan born textile artist and new mom to a chunky little one. I've spent most of my life in NYC and currently living in NJ. I am the happiest when I'm in my little art corner or playing with dirt outside, this was my escape as a kid and still is today. Maybe it was the clash of the colorful Guatemalan memories with the urban streets of the Bronx growing up, but all these things influence and inspire my work ( You can read more about My Story here ).

Many of us lose that creative explorer kid inside us as we grow older (I am guilty of that myself). I've worked in fashion & graphic design in NYC and one of my many loves is exploring and being inspired by both my homes (NYC & Guatemala) so I hope you enjoy the pieces of colorful adventures and creations here on this blog.

You can shoot me a msg here: wendy.quiroa@gmail.com

Why yes, I'm on :Instagram , Pinterest , and LinkedIn. 

-Wendy

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My Story

I figured I could make one blog post where I could share the whole "enchilada". So here goes.

I was born in Guatemala and still have tons of family there. I visited a lot as a child and teen and spend summer vacations in grandpa's house where I was born. This is the same house where my dad and his 7 siblings grew up. It used to be a house made of adobe which has been fixed up over the years and has a lot of history.

my two aunties outside grandpa's house in the 50's.

Me and my parents moved to NYC, " the concrete jungle" when I was about 3 years old. I grew up in the Bronx playing outside in the bursting hydrants in the summer or rolling around in the snow in central park in the winter.

My life involved learning english as a young kid and learning to fit in. Believe it or not, there weren't that many Guatemalan kids in the Bronx. I would come home to eat tortillas and frijoles and lay on blankets with colorful Guatemalan patterns and colors.

the patio and garden in Guatemala.

tiny me feeling lost in NYC. What are all these layers?

I've been drawing for as long as I can remember and art was a way for me to get away and go into my own little world when it was a little rough fitting in. So it made sense that I gave up my gym class in middle school to take art class ( I had a better chance at succeeding there) and went to the High School of Art & Design next and FIT for my BFA.  I've been blessed that NYC has been my playground in HS when our school was just a concrete building. Central park offered the biggest playground a kid could want.

These days, I'm balancing working as a textile designer and making sure I don't ever stop playing and just getting my hands dirty doing what I love. This little place on the web is just a little piece of my world to share my doodles.

On a recent trip back home.

-Wendy