Cura(Collected) - 12/3/2017

Cura(Collected) at Knockdown Center

Cura(Collected) at Knockdown Center

The Cura(Collected) was a wonderful collection where my piece was alongside other amazing Salvadoran artists in a vessel. Final performances for the series were on December 3, 2017. The exhibition officially closes on December 17, 2017.

About The ShowKnockdown Center is pleased to present the third rendition of Cura(Collected), an exhibition series that centers artists who curate. This edition features a collaborative project by Anjuli Rathod, Eduardo Restrepo Castaño, Oscar Moises Diaz with an accompanying essay by manuel arturo abreu. All three are creators whose involvement in the artistic community has had a generative impact on their local art scenes, and for this occasion each artist has brought in collaborators and community for a series of ongoing, cumulative performances and actions that will take place within an architectural structure inside of the gallery each week.

A collaboration by Anjuli Rathod, Eduardo Restrepo Castaño, Oscar Moises Diaz and accompanying text by manuel arturo abreu.

Featuring contributions by Justin Cabrillos, Mariana Herrera Castaño, Nancy Chavarria, Mauricio Esquivel, Yeiry Guevara, Julia Pimes Mata, Karina Puente, Sayre Quevedo, Crack Rodriguez, Carmelle Safdie, Matthew Shalzi, Lily Jue Sheng, Dyeemah Simmons, Lucy Tomasino, and Veronica Vides. Organized by Sessa Englund

More info here:
Knockdown Center Website Event
Facebook Event

Thank you to Moises for inviting me to be part of the show. Shoutout to all the Salvi artists who shine brightly with their work. Event images are below.

WAKE Presents: Zines y Más - 11/26/2017

My First TX Zine Fest!!

My First TX Zine Fest!!

The hu$tle does not stop, especially in H-Town. Super fun to have participated in Zines y Más presented by WAKE Zine on Sunday, November 26, 2017 at the Galveston Arts Center.

About The Fest: WAKE, the Galveston-based collective behind the music and arts publication Wake the Zine and host of music events in Galveston, presents Zines y Más. The event will feature local zine makers and more in the style of a small pop-up market. This project is made possible with support from The Idea Fund. The Idea Fund is a re-granting program administered by DiverseWorks, Aurora Picture Show, and Project Row Houses and funded by The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts.

Artificial Head Records
Chris Kill Co.
Galveston Synergist Project
Hosj Ore
Miss Champagne
Noth Zine
Poison Moon Records
RYD Works
Super Hit Press
Wallflower Records
Yeiry Guevara
Zine Fest Houston

More info here:
Wake the Zine Website Event
Facebook Event

Special shoutout for my parents for being super sweet and supportive! Y'all the best. Los quiero tanto <3

Got a Girl Crush Zine Fest - 11/19/2017

Sunday, November 19 - Zine Fest in Brooklyn

Sunday, November 19 - Zine Fest in Brooklyn

I was pumped to vend at the 2nd Annual Print and Zine Fest by Got a Girl Crush at New Women Space on Sunday, Nov 19, 2017. 

About The Fest:
Featuring an exciting, emerging line-up of women/trans/gender non-conforming-led publications, artists and merch:

Got a Girl Crush Website Event
Facebook Event

The event was incredibly successful. Excellent vendors, clear communication and lots of engaging people who visited. Thank you all who stopped by and chatted!


No Dice - 11/17/2017


Rejection Funhouse

Organized by Arti Gollapudi

My first art show in November! Thanks Arti Gollapudi for organizing this event. I displayed a mixed media piece (first one I've made for public consumption!). I originally made the piece when I was 16 years old. I cleaned it up and added minimal 21st century touches. Magazine cutouts and teen angst, meet Photoshop and adult anxiety. Fun in one frame!

About The Show:
~* A weekend long interactive gallery exploring desire, fear, repudiation, & acceptance *~
The gallery's theme is rejection- whether that me the process of applying yourself, the feeling of want/desire, the act of rejection, the coping, etc.
 All slabbed together by Arti Gollapudi

Splash That Event Page

Facebook Event Here

Relive the moment in the images below.

New Latin Wave - 10/22/2017

Took place on October 22, 2017

Took place on October 22, 2017

What a thrill to be part of New Latin Wave 2017 at Brooklyn Bazaar! Lots of fantastic programming in one day. I participated in the Book and Zine Fair of NLW, curated by the wonderful Steph Orentas of La Liga Zine.

Also, I presented the launch of my second zine titled Vos Cipota that same day. Lots of feels. Photos of the launch are below.

What is New Latin Wave: Dedicated to celebrating the most current and compelling voices in Latinx art, music, literature and film, New Latin Wave is more than a cultural festival; it’s a multidisciplinary symposium that seeks to open conversations about Latinx and Latin American contributions and identity in the United States by creating a platform for performers, writers and artists.

Read more about the event on:

Many thanks to Sokio and Amanda for organizing everything, Steph of La Liga Zine for curating the Book & Zine Fair and her wonderful support, Mayra for debuting Just Plush Play and all the amazing attendees who supported latinx arts in NYC. Pics below!

INK FIBER IMAGE - 10/14/2017



Organized by Antidote Books in Putney, RVT

I finally shared a stage with my dear friend Ruth Antoinette Rodriguez! We met in our hometown of Houston, TX when we were bouncing around this thing called life. Nearly a decade later, we shared our writing in Antidote Bookstore, which she owns with her husband in Putney, Vermont.  

About the show:
INK, FIBER & IMAGE: An Evening of Exploring Latinx Idenity Through the Arts with readings by RUTH ANTOINETTE RODRIGUEZ & YEIRY GUEVARA

YEIRY GUEVARA (NYC) is a writer, translator and fiber artist whose work has appeared in Chiflad@, La Liga, and St. Sucia. Yeiry is the author of THE SAVIOR, a Spanish-and-English zine that explores family and memory in El Salvador through the lens of photography. Yeiry lives in New York City where she's recognized for bringing contemporary Latinx creativity into focus.

RUTH ANTOINETTE RODRIGUEZ (HTX) is a poet who works with typewritten words, ink images and fiber. A recipient of fellowships from the Fine Arts Work Center, the Community of Writers at Squaw Valley and Factory Hollow Press, Rodriguez holds a BA in English from the University of Houston. Originally from Houston, TX, Rodriguez lives in Vermont where she runs Antidote Books, an independent book store dedicated to poetry, curious minds, and social justice awareness.

Our reading was featured in the Community Events page for the Brattleboro Literary Festival. Also, I'm very proud to announce that copies of my zine are available for purchase at Antidote Books!  Thanks for everything Ruth & Jeremy! Thank you Vermont for a lovely autumn evening. 

Dia de la Raza - 10/12/2017

Dia de la Raza

Dia De La Raza

Organized by La Liga and Ana Castillo

On October 12th 2017, I had the joy to read with many great voices including chingona author Ana Castillo in a Welcome to NYC style party at Starr Bar. 

About the show:
En el Día de la Raza, La Liga Zine is hosting a gathering to welcome Chicana novelist-poet Ana Castillo to her new home in New York! On this day, Ana Castillo was crowned a curandera in Mexico by a great Tlaxcaltec medicine man 20 years ago.


  • Nancy Mercado
  • Ayendy Bonifacio
  • Sergio Troncoso
  • Ana Castillo
  • Stephanie Orentas
  • Mari Santa Cruz
  • Yeiry Guevara
  • Sayuri Gomez

Many thanks to everyone who came out and welcomed Ana with open arms. A few snaps of the event are below.

BRN GRL SPK - 10/9/2017


This Is My Home (Too)

Organized by BRN GRL SPK

On Indigenous People's Day, I had the honor to show my work at the inaugural art show organized by BRN GRL SPK. BRN GRL SPK is a wonderful platform built by women of color, for women of color. Their mission: "a creative arts collective that focuses on creating spaces where women and femmes of color can speak their minds and affect change. We aim to empower and support BRN GRLs by building community, organizing events, and fundraising for progress."

Featured Artists:

About the Show:
Where is home? And what does it look like for immigrants, indigenous groups, and people of color? BRN GRL SPK presents This Is My Home (Too), an exhibit by women and femme artists of color. Their work examines our country’s complicated history with colonialism, slavery, and immigration -- asking what and where is home, who has historically had access to one, and how does that shape one’s identity today?

The collection is displayed in Caza Mezcal's gallery from October 9 - 28th.
Proceeds from the opening night will benefit Families For Freedom, a New York based human rights organization by and for families facing and fighting deportation.

Thanks to our sponsors:  BAX | Brooklyn Arts ExchangeTanteo TequilaGirl Power SupplyFREEda Women NYC, and Meta Balance.

Many thanks to all who attended and packed the Gallery at Casa Mezcal with so many funds going to Families for Freedom. A thousand thank you's to the wonderful women of BRN GRL SPK: Ugonna, Ally, Mariah and Ranjani. Immense gratitude to my friends who came to support my first NYC art show! Y'all are the best.

Betty Zine Fest - 10/7/2017


Betty Zine Fest

Organized by The Bettys

On October 7th, I had the joyful opportunity to vend at The Bettys' 2nd Annual Betty Zine Fest 2017. The day saw an amazing turnout with over 75 vendors. All organized by:

Major thanks to Aurora and The Bettys for putting together an incredible event. Huge shoutout to my sister Mayra Guevara who was pillar of complete support this day, and every day. Much love sis! Thank you to all who attended and supported NJ's only zine festival!

Here is the local news in Newark covering the festival. I'm laughing in the background at 0:33.


Nosotras Zine Fiesta - 9/15/2017

Mujeristas Fiesta

Nosotras Zine Fiesta

Organized by Mujeristas Collective 

On September 15th 2017, I participated in my first zine festival! Thank you so much Mujeristas Collective for organizing Nosotras Zine Fiesta at June Bar. The idea behind the event as expressed by Mujeristas Collective: "Nosotras is meant to highlight the mujeres/muxeres zine makers and artists that exist and uphold this community.

The fiesta created a powerful connection between the wonderful vendors and supportive audience. Shoutout to the amazing vendors at Nosotras Zine Fiesta:

Performance by STEFA & DJ Cisnegros
Photobooth all night by The Unapologetically Brown Series

Thank you everyone who attended!  Major thanks to lovely people who purchased my Mami made items. Mom sends her deepest gratitude and appreciation! She was amazed by all the support shown. With the earnings made, she is be able to continue making more items for our shop. So thank you for encouraging my mom and her craft.

Also thanks to i-D for the wonderful feature about the show.  I'm on the list alongside 4 other fellow artists in the article titled: 5 Radical Zines By Latina/x Women

Home And Away Show - 8/25/2017


Coming Home

12 NYC & HTX Based Artists Come Together in Houston, TX

On August 25th 2017, I had the immense joy to be part of "Home and Away" Show at the Gallery of Hardy & Nance Studios in Houston, TX. It was the first time I showed my art in public! Despite the imminent threat of Hurricane Harvey, the collaborative work of 12 emerging artists shone through the darkest storm clouds. A variety of mediums such as photography, painting, embroidery, video, jewelry were on display. All were representations of the artist's personal exploration of home and complexity of that relationship. Click here for the official press release. Check out the event pics and video below!

Most profound THANK YOU to Suzy Villarruel for having the vision and execution to bring the show to life. She believed in our craft, our potential, inspired each one of us and made it all happen. Te quiero mucho, amiga!

Mucho love to all the artists who contributed their immense talents and support:

Forever grateful for the support from our wonderful sponsors: Oriana V. Garcia, Claudia Vasquez, Buffalo Bayou Brewing, Deep Eddy Vodka, Red Bull, and Topo Chico. 

Additional thank you to my parents and family for being profoundly supportive and sweet;  Maria Inez for her creative vision and kind heart. Thank you everyone who attended!

"The Savior" Reactions

Guevara, Yeiry - Savior Happy

Reader Reviews

Collection of reader responses to the zine titled "The Savior".

In the summer of 2017, I published my first zine titled "The Savior" and quietly released it to the world. I am now very proud to announce that "The Savior" has shipped to over 100 copies in 6 countries. Here is a collection of Twitter reactions from the wonderful readers who shared their experience with it. Thank you for all the support, especially #CentralAmericanTwitter. To learn about the zine's origin story and my creative work, listen to my interview with Sobremesa Podcast

Visit to Perquín

Museo De La Revolucion

Photo Gallery of the Museum of the Revolution

On my recent visit to El Salvador, I took a day trip to Perquín, Morazán on Saturday, July 1, 2017 to visit the Museo de la Revolución.

Perquín is located in the northeast section of the country. It was a town that suffered heavy casualties during the war and almost disappeared from the earth entirely. Knowing conceptually about the war did not prepare me to live into the space where the heavy fighting occurred.

Our tour guide was a former child soldier whose candid anecdotes brought life to each item in the museum collection.

There were so many pictures of young people. In fact, a number of the photographed individuals are alive to this day. They are teachers, members of legislation, government agents, politicians, lawyers, doctors, survivors. However, the war claimed over 75,000 lives in this tiny country, created a generation on the run and a diaspora of Salvadorans removed  from their ancestral land. 

Another striking series of images were the protest posters created during the war. The designers varied but the impact was profound. 

This was my history that was never included in the Texas textbooks growing up. It was until I was in college I read a paragraph about El Salvador in a book. This trip provided a glimpse into the massacres that changed the course of history, my history.  Although the country is celebrating 25 years since the peace accords were signed, wounds this deep are felt on a seismic level. 

Lastly, just a series of images and a video from the Museum. There was a choir practicing during the filming of  video that made for a serendipitous soundtrack.

Manos en Movimiento

I love watching my Mom's hand move. They're versatile. Arthritic. Nurturing.
I wrote a piece for La Liga Zine about my mother's hands. Read it here.
Additionally, below is a small gif set I made dedicated to them.

Pulgarcito Verde

I'm inspired to use gif art in my story telling. I've decided to create a few from my visit to El Salvador. 

“The Sweet Respite That is Sleep but Contaminated By The Conscious Mind”

In my dreams I am still angry
You look like 2008
I feel like 2017
We’re stuck in 2015

You ask me what’s wrong
Which makes me more mad
How could you not remember?

I pull out the encyclopedia of rage
I furiously flip through pages
of all the things I should have said

My finger points to the maddening diagrams

See that?
It’s logic
that always makes sense
unlike you

The walls are melting
I have to pee
Why are you here?

Shell of a Redwood Tree in Big Basin Redwoods State Park

Shell of a Redwood Tree in Big Basin Redwoods State Park

Nature Sounds

Took a day trip to Storm King, an hour outside of NYC. It was the most perfect autumn day. Not a cloud in the sky. 

"Quime" - An Excerpt from "Blood Lines"

I'm currently writing a historical fiction piece titled "Blood Lines" which follows a family's trajectory, based in Central America in the late 1960's - early 1970's. Below is an excerpt chapter titled "Quime", which introduces one of the characters at a young age. 


The dirt path behind the house led straight to the creek. The tiny body of shallow water served as the main artery pumping life through the village. Every morning, the neighboring women would carry piles of dirty clothes in broken plastic buckets on top of their heads and congregate to wash on the smooth stones. They would talk about who stopped by for dinner last night, the severe need for rain in these parts, which crop their husband was working on in the field. The piles of clothes and the over sharing of their mundane details never seemed to end. Their chubby little babies would bathe next to the pile of wet clothes or follow each other, waddling in the shallow water. Picking at little algae and thwarting attempts to put it in their mouth. Quime knew to come after the women had washed their clothes. He didn’t like all their questions:

How’s your mother?
Why aren’t you at school right now?  

When is your grandmother going to stop by for lunch?

So he took extra long to do his daily chores that morning before heading to the creek. The first thing he did every morning was feed the chickens and count them to ensure none had gone missing overnight. He found a lazy few still roosting on the tree branches, nestled among the leaves. He joined his younger sister Lena to the well and brought back four containers of fresh water to use for the day. That way the younger kids and their mother wouldn’t have to make an extra trip at noon, the hottest and most crowded part of the day. Lastly, he swept the front porch from all the dirt kicked up from last evening’s winds. The winter rains were delayed this time of year and every wind without precipitation felt like another empty promise from a disappointing lover. Even the earth began to crack open from the drought. Quime found a new tiny canyon to jump over every morning.

From the porch, he could hear the women’s retreating flip-flop steps back to their adobe houses. The babies cooed in the broken plastic bins full of clean clothes, both worn out from their time in the water. This was finally his moment. Quime put the broom back in the kitchen corner and grabbed his bucket. Excited by having the creek to himself, he jumped onto the dirt path broken in by so much foot traffic behind the house. He knew which part of the barbed wire between the wooden post would bend the easiest to pass through. The path had its own clearing from the surrounding trees and plants. They all knew to move to the left or to the right to let the humans through.

Quime held his bucket and patted the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. His dark hair was beginning to stick to his forehead from all the sweat. The immediate heat from the overhead sun told him of the approaching noon time. He didn’t have much time until the younger kids came home from school for lunchtime, as if the growling in his stomach was not enough of an alert. Quime quickly walked over to his lucky boulder. He wiped the dry leaves from the top and walked around to make sure nothing had changed from the day before. Satisfied with his inspection, he sat down and waited. The water was clear enough to see the bottom and the speed was quick enough to wash down all the soap bubbles from the previous visitors.

The water’s surface reflected the sun’s perpendicular position. The blinding sunlight made sure everyone who saw it would know who was on top. Squinting, Quime kept a close eye to the water. The tropical birds called out like old neighbors to each other. The wind moved through their feathers and whispered in Quime’s ears. The creek’s baby rapids hushed collectively past him. With his bucket in hand, Quime was ready. He saw the first wiggle a few meters away. He stood up to get a closer look at the source. Water splashed around the spot. Quime walked over, taking position to launch. A little chumpa was grazing the nearby rocks. Finally! Overly taken by the immediate prospect of lunch, Quime grabbed his bucket and dove in. Despite the small brain and puny eyes of the chumpa, it moved too quickly for Quime and sent him crashing knee first onto the smooth wet stones. Hot flashes of emotions and river water washed over the 10 year-old and his scraped knee. “How can this fish be so small and so fast? All this time I waited for nothing! I can’t go home with an empty bucket. What are the kids going to eat? Why didn’t I wait longer to jump? Wasn’t my lucky rock supposed to protect me for me from this? What kind of luck is this, anyway? It didn’t make any sense!” Grabbing his sore knee, the rhetorical questions throbbed all over him.

Quime finally got up and sat on the formerly lucky, now boring, boulder to soak in all his feels.  He saw his prize so clearly in front of him and despite all best effort, the chumpa got away. Quime will remember this as his first time feeling a deep set failure. That no matter how hard he works, how meticulous his timing is, how high his hopes are, how small his goals are, they can all be spat upon for no reason. And life will continue to go on without caring how you feel, like a chumpa swimming along the stream.



Desert Dreaming

I celebrated my 30th birthday in the crisp Arizona desert. Here are a few gifs from my trip.