

Jeanie Riddle paints like she’s in on the city’s secrets, pulling ghost stories from chipped paint, deflated balloons, and the faded fingerprints of lives lived out loud. Born in Montreal and now splitting time with Mexico City, she’s spent twenty years distilling daily debris into a minimalist language of shape and space.
Her work builds, erases, resurfaces. Marking the quiet ache of motherhood, aging, and the strength it takes to keep showing up. She draws from soft spaces: beauty, care, arrangement—not as decoration, but as quiet rebellion.
At Lola, her pieces speak a stripped-down urban dialect, translating the world’s noise into gestures that feel like breath held, then released.
She collects overlooked things: wrinkled balloons, stray emotions, and stories no one else thought to listen to. Her coffee is sacred, her dance moves legally count as public service, and her superpower? Loving people hard.
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