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Raised in the rich orchestra of sensual colors, sounds, tastes and organic beauty of Mexico, I grew up with one foot in the forest, the other in Mexico City's artistic bounty. In so far as the organic truth awaits to be touched, it is no fancier than mere chance...the serendipitous encounter of the moment and the witness. And all one needs to do...all one can do, is to accept the invitation to connect to our most basic essence. It is the dance of the sensual and the senses, and the ever so challenging balance between fluidity and form. How I speak this truth, how I weave in and out of its tapestry, is not really my conscious choice.