
Socorro grew up in a Mexican American family of talented and driven “musicos”. Their stories and struggles inspired and fueled her spirit to become an accomplished mixed media artist and explore the world. Most importantly, her greatest joy is Cecelia, her daughter and now two beautiful grand daughters "Rose and Nora". Spcprrp was born in San Antonio, Texas, and has called Fayetteville, North Carolina home for 20 years. Today, a retired Professor, she continues to build works using mixed media artist and finds exploring North Carolina's beautiful state Parks and trails a key to unlock her inspiration.
"This blog is my visual and spiritual journey. In it I explore the wonderous realms of nature and faith. Last year, my life companion, my Jerry faced a difficult health challenge and passed away. As he would insist, I will continue on, I have find wisdom in reading spiritual passages and practice. That inspiration has sometimes become a creative springboard for thru my Canon's lens. This is a visual journey of faith, hope, creativity and perseverance. I ll continue to wander....cherishing life, searching for inspiration and grateful for the miraculous life shared with "Jerry and Soco".

My earliest vivid memory of the outdoors was a rush of the senses in my backyard in San Antonio, Texas. The grass was so tall and I was so small. We lived in a suburb on Wooley Drive, a fenced yard and no landscaping or trees. The tall shoots reached for the sky appearing endlessly wide. I was probably about two years old and the mystery of that dense growth drew me in. I recall running a path thru that yard with my small arms stretched out wide, the soft crackle against my legs and hands. The tall strands were soft and the sun was warm that day. This is how the wonderment began.
The photograph above, was taken out back under the old tall camellia tree here in North Carolina. There are about five camellia trees in all, my home was built in 1929. I suspect that these trees first began as shrubs...about that time. It was late fall, and the blossoms lay decaying on an old discarded painted plywood. Layers of leaves and blossom petals fallen from their family tree each season. One leaf making room on the branch, making way for a new generation and continuing life cycle.
Psalm 100 A Psalm of Thanksgiving
",,,His love endures forever, His faithfulness continues through all generations. " Verse 5

"Welcome path -Jordan Lake"
As an artist, I found the shapes, colors and textures found in nature always an inspiration...a diving board into beauty. The discovery of an unexpected ripple in a stream, the mist thru a forest of trees bestow the excitement of living in such a bountiful planet. Both marvel and living ecosystem has thus been gifted for man that we are bound to protect\, preserve and revere.
So this is photoshoot was taken while camping at Jordan Lake. It was late morning, in the fall. Fall is my favorite of all the seasons, it's all about rejuvenation. And the forest floor becomes a thick carpet of debris, feeding the delicate seedlings as they prepare for the long winter's hibernation. How "divine" this delicate balance and dependency of life and death. And that without this intricate dance, mankind would never have found his way to understand his world.
Psalm 90 A Psalm of Creation
“Lord, through all the generations you have been our home! Before the mountains were born, before you gave birth to the earth and the world, from beginning to end, you are God.”
Verse 1-2

