a poem for those whose existence is resistance A refined rage . An Epic Eulogy for My Tio Wato . because we carry each other in who we .

Güiri, güiri, blah, blah, blah. Micro stories, moving images and emotive elucidations. Our naked words can be the richest pauper. My words are the mirror of my soul. I speak from a pool of thoughts and feelings that lie. Within me and always appear colored by my very own shade of self. Others see these words forming ideas about the world and the people around me and their shape is recognizable as my very unique perspective. My speaking reveals who I am and what the world. Not everyone can see the clarity.

Iberostar Paraíso, Riviera Maya.

No se puede formar al hombre del futuro con técnicas del pasado. La base de nuestra pedagogía se sustenta en la filosofía de educación personalizada.

Iniciativa ciudadana que busca crear lazos y abrir espacios de diálogo e intercambio entre los artistas y el público.