Art Journal
Drips of Spain
Barcelona’s tiled walls, golden dusk, and the scent of orange blossoms. Julietta’s time in Spain imprinted her work with bold hues and a fearless blend of the classical and the chaotic. Every drip of paint is a dance from the streets of her past.
The Silence Between Brushstrokes
There’s a moment just before the brush touches the canvas—pure, unspoken. It’s in that pause Julietta discovered her truth. Silence became her language. Her pain, her peace, her prayers—poured quietly into color.
When Fashion Meets Fire
LELAHEL began where femininity met rebellion. Julietta painted on garments not to decorate, but to declare. She wanted fashion that spoke before the woman even did—a visual roar of freedom, confidence, and soul.
Coco’s Window
Her cat Coco was more than a rescue—he was a resurrection. Watching him heal gave Julietta a lens to see softness in strength. His eyes, full of survival and mystery, became muses for gentle chaos in her art.
A Woman Becoming
Somewhere between heartbreak and hope, Julietta created her most powerful pieces. They weren’t just art—they were letters to herself. Every woman has a version of herself she’s fighting to become. Lelahel is that journey in fabric and ink.
My Guiding Light
My mother—my rock, my refuge, my guiding light. She is the one I’ve leaned on through every storm and every spark of inspiration. Her quiet strength and boundless love have been the root of my resilience. Some of my most powerful pieces were created through her spirit—art that became letters to myself, stitched with her voice in my heart. Every woman deserves a mother like mine. I am endlessly grateful.