My First Gallery Show: A Night to Remember at Gallery Erato
On June 5th, I had the incredible honor of hosting my first solo gallery show at Gallery Erato in Seattle as part of the First Thursday Art Walk. After months of painting, planning, and preparing, the evening unfolded more beautifully than I could have imagined—and I want to share a little glimpse with those of you who couldn’t be there in person. 
The Space
Gallery Erato set the perfect mood for the show. With its exposed brick walls, high ceilings, and ambient lighting, the space felt intimate yet expansive—a fitting backdrop for my work, which explores themes of sensuality, cultural identity, and divine femininity. My paintings, hung with care and intention, glowed under the soft lights. 
The Crowd
I was overwhelmed—in the best way—by the turnout. Friends, fellow artists, curious passersby, and longtime supporters all came through. People wandered through the space slowly, taking time with each piece. Some asked thoughtful questions. Others simply stood in quiet contemplation. The gallery buzzed with warm conversation, laughter, and the occasional gasp of recognition or resonance. It was truly moving to see so many people connecting with the work. 
The Music & Vibe
We had my favorite playlist flowing through the speakers - some of my personal favorites that inspire my creative process. And to top off the night, my band and I played some latin jazz for the crowd. The rhythms floated through the gallery and gave the space a kind of heartbeat. It added just the right amount of energy to keep the evening feeling alive and fluid. 
The Food & Drinks
We kept it simple but delicious: a spread of fresh fruit, cheeses, herby crackers and wine. It felt communal—like a potluck gathering with art at the center. 
The Outcome
I’m still processing the joy of it all. Several pieces found new homes that night, and I’ve since received messages from attendees who said the work stayed with them long after they left. As an artist, I couldn’t ask for more than that. 
This show wasn’t just about displaying paintings—it was about making space for story, emotion, and community. Thank you to everyone who came, and to those supporting from afar. Your love carries me. 
Stay tuned—this is only the beginning.
With gratitude,
Becca Garcia