Yesterday he passed away. I watched a documentary about his struggle with many things I didn’t know. When it finished I wanted to draw. – - – - -
We were sitting in front of ‘Parque Mexico’. He took the pen out, I took the notebook out. The imminent: our poem written by way of ‘exquisite corpse’. (In Spanish). … Continue reading
I enjoy in the UK the freedom of drinking tap water.
I am thrilled to have been invited to be the blogger of the month for the Laydeez do comics meeting in London. I used drawings and creative writing, and this … Continue reading
This is the distance that separates Mexico from the United Kingdom. My first flight happened over a decade ago. “Where are you from?” any British person would ask. “From … Continue reading
Palabras. Las encontramos donde sea. Las damos por hecho. Piénselo. Los vocablos nos ayudan a comprender el mundo, a los otros y a nosotros mismos. Las palabras nos hacen pensar … Continue reading