This work was made with love. Its imperfections, as in life, give it a living
character. Many of the pieces insisted on existing. Some have partied with
others. Most have spoken up at least once.
A humble poet once said, “Cuando ya no hay nada … (when there
is nothing left) … the spark enters and begets art, art that explodes
with every blink.”
I have learned from my fellow artists that to work with what is at hand is
to start off on the right foot.
Gracias por todo,
Louie “The Foot” González
I did not become an artist out of some long held dream or desire to live the
life of a bohemian, nor to become rich and famous and accepted into elitist
social circles. Hell, I never intended to become an artist at all.
My goal was to become a writer of Chicano stories. I had a fascination with
words and the fact that I was bilingual only added fuel to the fire. I enjoyed
discovering “plays on words” that could be appreciated by other
My exposure to visual art centered around the colorful posters being produced
by a group of artists known as the Rebel Chicano Art Front, aka the Royal
Chicano Air Force. I volunteered to help in the production of some of their
posters and gradually became a poster maker myself–you could say that
I became an artist by accident.
I came to understand that visual art is a very potent tool, capable of expressing
one's point of view in a non-violent manner. It can also serve to educate.
To express pride in Chicano culture and history is my main objective and,
if in the process I can ignite a spark of intent in our young people to continue
“La Lucha” for social justice, well, what more could anyone ask?