New York Foundation for the Arts Immigrant Artist Mentor Program 2018

nyfa immigrant mentor program

Thrilled to be chosen as a mentor with the Immigrant Artist Mentoring Program. I have been paired with Maria Linan, to offer her one-on-one support in the sustainability of her creativity.

Gracias to the New York Foundation for the Art (NYFA), the Ford Foundation, NALAC, Say Si and all other partnering organizations and collaborators.

About: Immigrant Artist Mentoring Program pairs immigrant artists working in all disciplines with artist mentors who provide one-on-one support for their mentee, guiding them to achieve specific goals and providing them with broader access to urban cultural centers through an exchange of ideas, resources and experiences.

NYFA’s Immigrant Artist Mentoring Program is the only known program of its kind in the United States, and has provided close to 200 NYC-based immigrants with mentorship, community, and exposure for their work since it was founded in 2007. The New York program includes sessions in Visual/Multidisciplinary Art, Performing and Literary Arts, and Social Practice.


Give your amorcitx a token of love to last beyond lifetimes. Sterling Silver and Ruby handcrafted pendant by Anel I. Flores


15th Annual Uptown Art Stroll


Olmos Park Terrace 2015 Uptown Art Stroll
Art Stroll’s 15th year offers feast for the eye and heart!

Looking for a beautiful, romantic weekend? Join visitors and residents of the historic Olmos Park Terrace neighborhood who have been falling in love with the art next door for fifteen years.

More than 17 artists will open their studios – and their hearts – for the 2015 Olmos Park Terrace Uptown Art Stroll. There will be plenty to see and enjoy at what promises to be the greatest show yet in the Uptown Art Stroll’s storied history – from paintings, sculpture, collage and photography to jewelry, ceramics, weaving and much, much more.

Olmos Park Terrace is home to dozens of artists. For two days each year, the one-of-a-kind treasures they produce are on display where these artists work and live. It’s a great opportunity to see some beautiful art and visit with the friendly, creative people who make the historic district so special.

The 2015 Olmos Park Terrace Uptown Art Stroll will be held Saturday, Nov. 7 from 10 a.m. to 5 p.m. and Sunday, Nov. 8 from noon to 5 p.m. 17 resident artists and 63 guest artists will display their latest work. Looking for an unforgettable gift or that perfect piece for your wall or mantle? You’ll find it at the Uptown Art Stroll!

Olmos Park Terrace is centrally located near the Quarry Market, just south of Basse Road between McCullough and San Pedro, bounded on the south by Dora. Because the artists want to make it easy for art lovers to visit all xx locations, the Art Stroll will once again feature free pedi-cab rides between the different venues. The artists’ homes are easy to find – just look for the yellow and purple tie-dyed flags and signs out front. Maps will be available at every location, or check our website at

The Olmos Park Terrace Uptown Art Stroll is free for everyone. Come spend your weekend with us and bring your love of art. You never know what you’ll find. Just like the boy or girl next door, there will be plenty to grab your heart!

For more information, visit our website at

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Take the Uptown Art Stroll This Weekend

Take the Uptown Art Stroll this weekend – Out in SA

2014 Uptown Art Stroll Olmos Park Terrace November 1 (10 am-5pm) and 2nd (noon-5 pm) Free More info here A wise woman once told Anel Flores to move to Olmos Park Terrace. Sixteen years later, and she’s still in the neighborhood writing, painting, and making jewelry forever “inspired by my community garden, my neighbor’s outdoor sculptures, and the colorful bike-riders who fly by daily.”

Body of Water, a meditation drawing in July by Anel

IMG_9012This month is my birthday and I am more aware this year than ever, that I am a water sign. I have learned, most importantly, that water feeds my physical endurance, spiritual connectivity, creativity, storytelling, meditation and even my sex life! My blood moves, stirs and pumps through the veins and arteries of my hands, toes, face, heart, arms, legs and soul. On this day, I meditate on water and how she is my sustenance. Blessed I am to have her, and blessed I am to know how I must care for her and invite her into my life to keep living.

Santo Pancho Pistolas Flores 1997-2014

If you know me, you know Pancho. This morning at about 4 am my Pancho asked to go outside with the tapping of his nails on our hardwood floors. Unlike other nights, Pancho didn’t follow me to the door but took a few crooked turns into the closet and into Erika’s dresses hanging down low. Gently and slowly, I cupped his little belly in my hand and with my other hand cradled him out the back door and onto the porch. He made a few shaky turns and the whiteness in his pupils glowed brighter than before. I knew  his sight, which had been deteriorating, had officially gone, along with his hearing, his hips and jaw. Barefoot, I scooped him up and took him out onto the middle of the grass. He made a few circles around, sniffed the soil around our orange tree, stumbled over a few hanging rose bush branches and passed clearly by our terra-cotta Virgen de Guadalupe statue without a scratch.  I think the smell of the rain spooked him to wake but I knew he didn’t like the rain so I cradled him again and took him inside. Before we  made it back to the bed he was heavy asleep in my crossed arms, with his sweet head hanging off of my bicep so I had no choice but to lay him beside us this morning. He would end up on the bed anyway once the rain started. We all slept peacefully. At 8 am, I received a text from a good friend telling me her two year old daughter woke up demanding to see Tia Anel today. She hinted that her daughter feels thing in others she loves and needed to bring her by to check on me. The rain was already falling when I read the text, tapping on the metal porch roof and waking the house slowly, waking everyone except for Pancho.  For the first time in 17 years, Pancho didn’t want to get up, but wanted to be in my arms.

After a few visits from some of Pancho’s good friends, including the little two-year old Milagro, many hugs and kisses from Jessica, Klarissa, Erika and I, our Pancho, Paco, Francisco, Chancho, Panch, said goodbye.

Now, the thunder crashes and I feel lucky for two reasons. One, Pancho isn’t scared. Two, the universe is crying tears and cleansing his spirit as he travels through to the next life.

Rest in peace my sweet middle child. Born on Madonna’s birthday, you rocked this life for 17 good years. See you in our next lifetime. Say “hi” to grandma for me. Be safe and eat a lot of peanut butter. And, thanks for being my protector. We love you.