Agnes Balaguer

First mixed collage: Blue Ridge Funk #blueridge

"You Are Your Own Home" (2024) by Moldovan born, Paris-based artist, SERGIU CIOCHINĂ (b.2001).

Oil on canvas
110 x 160 cm

#art #painting #artist #BlueSkyArt

Tenemos que soñar en azul (We Have to Dream in Blue), 1986, self-portrait by Puerto Rican artist Arnaldo Roche-Rabell (1955-2018)

Oil on canvas

#art #painting #artist #BlueSkyArt

hoy el mundo bailará ✨ #benitobowl #puertorico

Luis Seoane. Albatros en un mar cualquiera, 1962

never one to jump on trend trains, but I’ve been struggling with my art and the simple prompt of #birbfest gave me a lil breakthrough last night

Illustration of a mangrove cuckoo on a white background with a color palette arching over it's head. Handwritten text reads "Pájaro Bobo Menor/Mangrove Cuckoo, Coccyzus minor"

Happy #Birbfest2026! 🐦‍⬛

Here is a Bobo Menor, or Mangrove Cuckoo, from Puerto Rico 🖤

This was one of my previous Borikén Mail Club postcards, which is available here: destinytoro.com/shop/p/july25postcard

#Birbfest #BirdArt #ArtSky #BskyNightMarket #SciArt #illustration #PuertoRico

Memories of winter storm Fern

En la tierra de nadie, sobre el polvo
que pisan los que van y los que vienen,
he plantado mi tienda sin amparo
y contemplo si van como si vuelven.

CARMEN CONDE

Buenos días.

#Poesía

🖌️Pablo Picasso

2026

En alguna esquina del casco viejo #puertorico

A Toast To Us

descanso en recuerdos del trópico que me crió indómita

R&R

Love is the art of caring ❤️

Musicians playing Irish music in a Cambridge pub painted using mixed media. From left to right a fiddler, a tin whistle player, a guitarist and another whistler. A fiddle lays on the table among the depleted glasses of beer and Guinness. The gold-embellished mirror is a great feature of this pub and the dartboard is just sketched in on the left.

One of a series of mixed media drawings of musicians playing at an Irish music session in Mill Road, Cambridge
#mixedmedia #musicsession #fiddle #guitar #tinwhistle

otro atardecer 💜

Early Sunday scaries

Il pleure dans mon coeur comme il pleut sur la ville

Color makes sadness manageable.

Resident spider

A year ago, a red-bellied woodpecker slammed into my office window. Do birds get concussions? Anyhow, for a while it seemed like the poor thing wouldn’t make it. After about 20 minutes and much careful tenderness on my part, it flew away. Last night’s painting celebrates life in all its nuance.

experimenting 💕 #artwillsaveyou

Taken this weekend as I sought to find art in the wild. I want to be present in mind, body, and spirit for whatever other gifts Nature offers me.

Where my imagination flourishes. Happy Friday!

I went to bed thinking “maybe I didn’t make something others would consider art today, and that’s OK”. And then, like an old friend that visits unannounced at whatever hours to prop your spirits up, came a haiku:

through the night, winds howl
window frames burst at the seams
loneliness barges in.

I’ve been flower harvesting + drying, cutting paper, setting up soaking periods, and recycling materials in service of my art. Is that, on its own, art? I see beauty in the process; the preparation for the act itself deserves reverence.

When I’m blocked, I doodle with my non-dominant hand

abstract collage in blue, pink, green, white and cream tones. very textured, with a mountainous tall abstract mineral form

preceding shadow // handcut paper collage on recycled paperboard, september 2025

#collageart #paper #artsky #abstract #collage #queerart #artist

morning brew ☕️ #arteveryday