I am Lisa J. Farrell , an extremely happy native California, with an ethnic and spiritual background of : Spanish /Catholic, Native American /Shamanism , and Irish Catholic / Paganism. I am also the Granddaughter of a Seventh Daughter of the Moon in the Rosicrucian society,self taught herbalist and perfumer for about 19 years, and a graduate of Painting from the San Francisco Art Institute in the early nineties.

I like to incorporate painting, sculpture, collage, photography and found objects, because they allow me to utilize so many different mediums giving me an array of various moods for my work. The emotions I like to play with are fear, mystery and nostalgia.

I grew up in dark , old , musty theater companies of Sacramento , California. Spending endless hours in the make up , costume , and prop departments , exploring and getting lost in the fantastical world of theater.
My father was a character actor and my mother a make-up artist, they spent many hours worrying and looking for me on a nightly basis. All while my imagination carried me away into the catacombs of old Sacramento theater houses.
I'll always remember the scent of musty costumes, the distinct aroma of grease paint make-up and powder, the tap, tap , tapping ,and BOOM! of the various actors and performers, dancing and singing overhead, and the comfort of my father's enchanting voice , as he rehearsed and sang his lines, all while I explored the dark recesses of the Theaters , I never felt lost:).

Other artists who have influenced me besides my father who was a also painter besides a character actor, are Joseph Cornell, Frida Kahlo, Robert Rauschenberg and Gustav Klimt.
My Grandmother was an Edwardian Ballet dancer, writer and chef. She wrote for a psychic literary digest and was known for holding not only outrageous roaring parties, but also elaborate séances in the 20's. Held in her old Victorian home, in Quincy, Massachusetts. Scaring the living daylights out of my father and his numerous siblings. I grew up with endless stories of their experiences, hiding, horrified, huddled under their beds during these encounters with the supernatural, how I envy them.

So the synopsis of it all, growing up in old crusty theaters, my family's supernatural history, my family's fear of their own supernatural history, (hence, sending me to catholic school at a very young age to rid me of this peculiar genetic defect), all naturally melds me into what I am:

A neurotic, guilt riddled mixed media artist, with a jovial fascination for all things macabre and supernatural.

I hope you enjoy my work as much as enjoy making it.