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How did I get here?


Angelique Luro Art maine artist abstract artist angelique luro

Most of my life I’ve allowed someone other than myself to drive my bus. One of my first jobs as a teenager was working in a Jewish cemetery. My mother thought it would be a good way to bankroll my school wardrobe. I had to bury a lady and ended up peeing my pants because I was so scared she might not be dead. I could only go up from there, and I did.  I’ve also found Zen during my extensive search, I taught Yoga and was a Reiki healer. Let’s just say I’m very well rounded.


A common thread running throughout most of my careers and education was creativity. Every time I was able to be creative, I was happy, without creativity, I became miserable. Over the years I had several by chance encounters with artists, each time I would feel a rush of excitement in my heart. I ignored it because being an artist seemed unattainable, I didn’t have an art education and I honestly felt intimidated by “art speak”. 


But then an event rocked me, the hospitalization of our beloved dog. As a way to process my brokenness  I decided why not me? Why not now? So I did. Expressing my feelings through painting was life changing, and I haven’t looked back. And Rigby? With the courage of a warrior and the heart of a lion he’s fully recovered and right by my side.


The moment I first shared my paintings with a close friend, she said something like, “It’s like ahhhhhh,” as her hands were waving all around as if to say “it’s busy Angie”, as we laughed. “Yeah” I said, “Isn’t it great?” and we laughed some more.  I had finally arrived and given myself permission to become what was in my heart. Each and every piece of art that I create teaches me something, I like to think of it as an exploration. The inspiration for my work is simple: nature and all she encompasses. My curiosities are vast, I approach painting playfully with a good sense of humor, which I really need when things go down the tubes.  


And when I need a critique, I call my friend, she waves her arms and we laugh. 


I aspire for my work to become a meaningful and joyful piece of your story.



Cat Eye Glasses

I still haven't forgiven my

mother for these glasses.



I adore my ass.


My Kids

They're grown ups now. I'm honored to be their Mom. The best thing I've ever done.

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