Hard time triying to write about 33 years of sharing this world with you in just a brief page, that´s why I just wrote the preview of my life´s chapters.

Chapter 1.

I grew up surrounded by paint brushes, pencils, and all the things a painter needs to do the job. My parents used to paint and they taught me to loved art specially painting, it was normal thing that at the age of 5 I started to draw before I knew to count till 100.

Chapter 2.

Boring schools times, I was more interesting in living in my world that pay attention to class, but during this time I discovered Theater and I wrote my first scrip at the age of 9, it was a horror play LOL, probably this was because my long visits to the hospital. I was asthmatic, not a pretty life for a boy growing up.

Chapter 3.

The most difficult time in my life falls into this chapter, so hard that I almost leaved everything behind, the phrase "I´m different and I´m the only one in the world" ring any bells?

Chapter 4.

Time changed and I found myself among people that love art as much as I do. I was 16 and I found what I call "My other family" friends that became part of my life and growing process. I dated girls and boys and one of those boys is still part of my everyday life. I define my inner being and decided that I want to be an artist for the rest of my life. At 17 I became a photographer and wrote my second script, this time for a film I co-directed with my eternal sister-friend.

Chapter 5.

School, school and experimentation with all the visual arts. expositions, short films and bla bla... work and more work.

Chapter 6.

I took my bag and a ticket to Toronto in one hand and my "boylove" in the other no looking back, but destiny had a different plan for me, the dead of my Dad took me back. While here I found I good job as a Film and Photography teacher, I worked there for 3 years.

Chapter 7.

Another film project, tons of writing painting and drawing.

Chapter 8.

I co-direct a multimedia company, and things are going great :)

Chapter 9.

You writing it with me.