Mila's Design Studio

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For one full year, I have watched the sun set over this land, each evening painting the sky differently, each one remind...
06/05/2026

For one full year, I have watched the sun set over this land, each evening painting the sky differently, each one reminding me how deeply blessed we truly are.

A year ago, we were given the opportunity to move to this farmhouse and call it home. Though there are moments when I miss the rhythm and energy of the city, life out here has offered me something quieter and more sacred.

Here, the noise fades. The wind speaks through the trees, the animals move gently across the land, and the sunsets feel like prayers painted across the horizon. My connection to nature, and to my ancestors, feels stronger here, no longer muted by the sounds of the city.

This land has taught me to slow down, listen closely, and be grateful for every changing season and every sky I am fortunate enough to witness.

One year of sunsets. One year of growing roots. One year of calling this beautiful place home. 🌅

02/25/2026

I’ve been a little quiet lately… life has been loud in the best way.
So much making, so much reading, so much writing and honestly, not enough time to just breathe.
Forgive my absence. Art is in the works, thoughts are growing, and I’ll be back with more to share soon. 🤍✨

Coyolxauhqui — She Who RisesShe is the moon reborn,not in pieces, but in full presence.This is my digital painting of Co...
05/09/2025

Coyolxauhqui — She Who Rises

She is the moon reborn,
not in pieces, but in full presence.
This is my digital painting of Coyolxauhqui,
the Mexica (Aztec) moon goddess
a figure once broken by betrayal,
now reimagined in all her glory.

Her body is thick,
her chest full,
her curves wide with power.
She embraces her form,unapologetic, divine.
She doesn’t conform,
she commands.

In this digital space,
she floats,
not defeated,
but luminous.
Not ashamed of her body,
but sacred in it.

She represents all of us
who were told to shrink,
but chose to shine instead.

This piece is a love letter
to Latina grace, ancient power,
and the beauty of embracing ourselves
even when the world looks away.

Moonlight drips from her curves,
not shame, but sovereignty.
She is full, radiant, rising,
and this time, she chooses herself.

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Xolotl — The Warrior God Who HidDon’t be fooled by his sweet smile.This axolotl is a god.A twin of Quetzalcoatl.A symbol...
05/08/2025

Xolotl — The Warrior God Who Hid

Don’t be fooled by his sweet smile.
This axolotl is a god.
A twin of Quetzalcoatl.
A symbol of survival, transformation, and reluctant sacrifice.

Xolotl, god of lightning and death,
hid from fate by becoming an axolotl—
soft-skinned, water-bound,
but filled with divine fire.

He fled, yes—because even gods
sometimes beg to live.
But in the end, he was caught,
sacrificed so the Fifth Sun could rise.

He didn’t ask to be a god.
He didn’t ask to bear the weight of a world.
And neither did we.

We didn’t ask to be born brown,
to carry the history of conquest,
to face racism with every breath—
but here we are.

Still beautiful. Still surviving.
Even when the world demands we vanish.
Even when we’re treated as less.

The golden frame around him?
It doesn’t glorify.
It grieves.
It reflects the death of one civilization
beneath the greed of another—
a genocide for shine.

This little axolotl—
he’s not just cute.
He is a witness.
A warrior.
A symbol of what refuses to die.

Poem:
He did not ask to be a god,
just as we did not ask to be born into struggle.
But here we are—
soft-skinned, sharp-souled,
still here.
Even when the world looks away.
Even when it never saw us at all.

Chicomecóatl — Diosa del Maíz 🌽 She is the heartbeat of harvests,the spirit of sustenance,the sacred corn that gave life...
05/07/2025

Chicomecóatl — Diosa del Maíz 🌽

She is the heartbeat of harvests,
the spirit of sustenance,
the sacred corn that gave life long before conquest.

ChicomecĂłatl, the Goddess of maĂ­z,
watches over the fields with seven serpents in her name—
a symbol of power, fertility, and sacred cycles.

In this painting, I honor her not just as a deity,
but as the echo of every mother
who gave her body to feed another.
Her curves are full.
Her strength, divine.
She wears the Three Sisters—corn, squash, and beans—
not as decoration, but as a declaration.

They took the gold that glittered,
but left behind the gold that grew.
She is that gold—
rooted, radiant, and ours.

This is Chicomecóatl—
painted in memory, in pride, and in resistance.
A visual prayer for the land,
for the mothers,
and for the child in me
who is still learning to bloom.

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Talavera: A Journey in ColorTalavera is more than just a pattern—It’s the pulse of Mexico,woven into vibrant tiles,whisp...
05/07/2025

Talavera: A Journey in Color
Talavera is more than just a pattern—
It’s the pulse of Mexico,
woven into vibrant tiles,
whispering tales of ancestors,
of land that never forgets its own.
The blues, the yellows, the reds—
they tell stories of history and home,
reminders that no journey is ever truly linear.
Like the intricate curves of the Talavera,
my path has twisted and turned,
finding its roots in the same colors that adorned my childhood,
a tapestry of memories and culture that shape me still.

This piece is a reflection—
A journey across time and space,
from childhood wonder to creative exploration.
Each piece, like a step,
guides me back to my roots,
to a Mexico that is as colorful and complex as the patterns I create.

The road was never simple,
but every turn led me here,
where clay and tradition meet,
and my roots bloom once more.

“Piñata de mi infancia, chandelier of memory…”Before candy rained from color,piñatas were stories in paper and clay.Root...
05/06/2025

“Piñata de mi infancia, chandelier of memory…”
Before candy rained from color,
piñatas were stories in paper and clay.
Rooted in Mesoamerica, they began as sacred vessels—
used in rituals to honor the gods,
shaped like clay pots bursting with offerings.

Then came the Spaniards,
folding in Catholic beliefs—
giving the piñata seven peaks,
each one a deadly sin: pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth.
The stick? Faith.
The blindfold? Trust.
The act of breaking it?
A metaphor for destroying temptation and releasing grace.

But for me, the piñata was more than a lesson in sin.
It was joy wrapped in papel picado,
laughter echoing under Texas skies,
a celebration of childhood in color and chaos.

This chandelier piñata is my altar to both stories:
The ancient and the personal.
A delicate structure of memory and myth—
a glowing echo of a little girl,
eyes wide, hands ready,
waiting for sweetness to fall from the sky.

My Begonia Rex is looking g fabulous! It bloomed I think my plants are trying to cheer me up.
06/29/2024

My Begonia Rex is looking g fabulous! It bloomed I think my plants are trying to cheer me up.

Title: “The Alebrije Colibrí: A Tribute to Memories of Hummingbirds and Sunday Morning Buñuelos”Captivatingly installed ...
06/29/2024

Title: “The Alebrije Colibrí: A Tribute to Memories of Hummingbirds and Sunday Morning Buñuelos”

Captivatingly installed with porcelain tiles, our Alebrije Colibrí embodies the essence of the mythical hummingbird and the cherished Mexican tradition of buñuelos. This stunning creation pays homage to the beautiful narratives of afterlife and family bonds, where Sunday mornings are graced with shared moments over coffee and these delightful treats.

Title: “The Alebrije Colibrí: A Tribute to Memories of Hummingbirds and Sunday Morning Buñuelos”Captivatingly installed ...
06/29/2024

Title: “The Alebrije Colibrí: A Tribute to Memories of Hummingbirds and Sunday Morning Buñuelos”

Captivatingly installed with porcelain tiles, our Alebrije Colibrí embodies the essence of the mythical hummingbird and the cherished Mexican tradition of buñuelos. This stunning creation pays homage to the beautiful narratives of afterlife and family bonds, where Sunday mornings are graced with shared moments over coffee and these delightful treats.

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