About the artist

Misael Vaarmi is a visionary artist whose work bridges the emotional, the sacred, and the surreal. Born in Chihuahua, Mexico, and now based in Tiohtiá:ke/Montreal, Canada, he carries within him a rich blend of cultural memory, movement, and introspection. His journey as an artist began not with formal institutions but through rhythm: marching drums, dance, and the beat of electronic music that awakened something ancient inside him.

 

Misael grew up in one of the most conservative and dangerous cities in northern Mexico. Being gay in that environment meant learning to exist between silence and resilience. He is part of the LGBTQ+ community, and his art reflects both the pain of hiding and the freedom of becoming. Through every brushstroke and symbol, he offers a quiet rebellion and a luminous form of truth.

 

He has lived across three countries: Mexico, the United States, and now Canada. Shaped by migration, uncertainty, and emotional survival, his years as an immigrant in the U.S. without legal status taught him to carry both beauty and fear with dignity. That silence became language. That uncertainty became art.

 

Over time, these life experiences fused into a visual language rooted in personal reverie. Through hand-painted pieces, fluorescent pigments, symbolic compositions, and digital art, Misael creates work that feels alive, charged with emotion, intention, and ancestral weight. His paintings often glow in the dark, revealing another dimension under blacklight. His art appears on walls, clothes, vinyl covers, and digital platforms, always evolving but never detached from the soul.

 

He is the founder of Revaarmismo, an artistic movement that rejects superficial beauty in favor of emotional honesty. It draws from ancient symbols, spiritual tension, and the raw power of the unconscious. His works do not aim to please. They aim to reveal. They carry love, fear, rage, silence, and joy in equal measure. Sacred eyes return as guardians, celestial bodies pulse with mystery, and hidden languages leave clues to something beyond logic.

 

Misael’s trajectory is not linear. It is circular, chaotic, and luminous. From painting shirts by hand to building immersive gallery experiences, his work invites the viewer to feel rather than interpret.

 

His art is not meant to be understood at a glance. It is meant to be felt like a pulse, like a fragment of a dream, like the echo of something once known. This is Vaarmi. This is his reverie.