About

My story and creation process:

Some people do yoga to find peace (i do that too btw). I paint, usually while riding the emotional rollercoaster powered by ADHD and caffeine. One hand holds a paintbrush that’s survived since 2008 (retirement pending), the other a glass of whiskey, because balance is important.

My palette? Black, red, and the occasional green when I’m feeling reckless. I call myself Hera Mysterium or “Lady Mystery” if you want to sound fancy. Yes, it’s dramatic. No, I’m not changing it.

I live and create in Montréal, mixing acrylics, oils, resin, clay, candle wax, and whatever else seems like a good idea at 2 a.m. The result usually lands somewhere between “hauntingly beautiful” and “now the hardwood floors are ruined”.

Emotions fuel my work, the loud ones, the quiet ones, and the ones that probably need therapy. I explore contradictions: light vs. shadow, horror vs. beauty, chaos vs. control. Because really, one can’t exist without the other.

Art, like life, is best served with dark humor, mild delusion, and a paint stain or two

goals + future plans

I want to create collections that feel like walking into a fever dream, art that hums, breathes, and stares back. I want to build exhibits and galleries that don’t just show paintings but trap people inside a mood, a story, a world. Each project, a doorway into another version of me.

My goal is to paint full-time, to wake up, ruin a few canvases, and accidentally make something beautiful. To see my work travel the world and drag me along with it. From quiet gallery corners to loud creative collaborations.

Book covers, immersive installations, maybe even something cinematic. I don’t want to just make art; I want to build universes that people can step into, preferably with a drink in hand.

Because if I’m going to lose my sanity for art, it might as well go international.