In the delightful chaos of her mood swings and raging ADHD, Hera Mysterium emerged like a caffeinated bat out of hell, brandishing a gloriously mangled brush that should have been retired in 2008 in one hand, and a bottle of whiskey in the other, because why not? Art isn’t just a passion; it’s an extreme sport. Her ideas are packed into a leather-bound notebook, bursting at the seams with enough inspiration to last her until she’s 113. Her color palette? A delightful cocktail blacks, reds, with the occasional splash of green. 

In case you’re wondering, Hera Mysterium is my playful pseudonym—a nod to Latin that translates to Lady Mystery. Can you tell I enjoy a touch of dramatic flair?

Residing in Montreal, I dabble in everything from acrylics and oils to watercolors and charcoal. I even mix in some resin and clay because, let’s face it, everyone loves a dash of confusion, right? And for that extra flair, I splatter in melted candle wax and dried roses, creating a gallery that doubles as an eccentric floor-frosting experiment.

Much of my motivation springs from my emotions—whispering into my ear (the conversation can be quite one-sided). The result? Art filled with emotions, exploring the duality: light and shadow, horror and delight, good and evil. One can hardly exist without the other.

So, venture forth and immerse yourself in my work! Just prepare to embrace the glorious messiness, because art, much like life, is best enjoyed with a side of dark humor and perhaps a smidgen of insanity. Expect the unexpected, and may you find joy amidst the beautifully chaotic darkness!

Hope you enjoy my work.