“Unlike a drop of water that loses its identity when it joins the ocean, one does not lose their being in a society in which they live. Ones life is independent and is born not for the development of society alone, but for the development of oneself.”  – B.R. Amebedkar 
          In studying Zoanna’s repertoire, it is clear that the loss of identity prompts the mind to seek reassurance and rediscovery of self. Each of her brush strokes mirrors a careful evaluation of a shattered identity reflecting a wistful nostalgia. It is what remains when language escapes. The green of her lush gardens with lusty textures evokes Zoanna’s motherland with trails receding deep in the jungles of its essence. The work is born out of that realm. Zoanna’s paintings proclaim that the best way to find oneself is to lose it.
Delilah Montoya
Photography/ Digital Media 
School of Art
University  of  Houston