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With no formal education in the arts, Teresa taps with fluency in to her innate ability to feel the power of words, and their capacity. Although her first and foremost love is poetry, her artwork becomes an extension of these emotions and a way to express them. 



When I think about how or in what way I write I cannot answer this question because it is more of a condition than an effect that comes forth from within me. It instruments in any manner or means, outfitted and armed to supply the wellspring of strokes that print in my heart.

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Sometimes it is operatively proportioned, and sometimes I find it as if I have rummaged through it all without moderation or any examination. Yet my writing does not need any exhaustive study, it is as I think out loud, it is not knotted but plainly describable.

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I am not unintelligent nor am I any less dutifully ambitious than the average man. Nevertheless I am faulted by columns and scores of anxiety that length

in me, and brave in me like soldiers to deter me from ever having been able to enlist myself to any particular profession, with true gusto. I am not foreign to things that are essential to a life worth living…..yet in this drive to acquire material wealth, I have not been able to partake in it with any amount of success.

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From a very early age, I have known that parts of me are not changeable. Whether I choose to ever exercise a word or not, I am a writer of poetry.

This is my work. This is who I am. I cannot be another.