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I was born in Barcelona, on April 8, 1999 in the Teknon clinic, based on forceps. I suspect they damaged my left lobe leaving me numb for calculus and abstraction. The good part is that I have a creative and passionate right lobe. Being born violently with the “Give peace a chance” chords must have marked me. I didn’t speak until two years later, but I could communicate with the language of the  animated penguin Pingu. When I was five I  could read in english, spanish and catalan and I made up some melodies on my grandmas old piano.  

I was ambidextrous. That made my teachers go mad  and went crazy They couldn't stand to see me paint with both hands. How  usually happens in this world,  they “normalized” me by forcing me to use one hand to write and I forgot penguin language. 


During my childhood, my film training inevitably went through Disney. However, I would never have had this animal need to tell stories if it weren’t for my grandmothers. They infected me. As a child I loved hearing his anecdotes: the republic, the spanish civil war, their journeys abroad and many other fascinating stories. Although many years have passed I sometimes ask them to recount them to me, even if I know them by heart. In fact, my grandmother Montserrat, due to her gift for storytelling, we call her Momo, as the protagonist of Michael Ende's novel of the same name. 


Thanks to these very special grandmothers, I was able to see films from “Laurel & Hardy”, Charles Chaplin, The Marx Brothers among others. Aside from immunizing me against black and white, it made me love comedy. Even my other grandmother mistakenly gave me  "Robin Hood" starring Errol Flynn, when I expected Disney's remake.  I liked it so much that I asked for another Errol Flynn movie! The next one was "Santa Fe Trail" also directed by Michael Curtiz. 

 Grandmother's house became my cinema paradiso. My cousins and I locked ourselves in the "crazy room" to spend the afternoon glued to our VHS player watching ET, Mars Attacks among others. So, little by little, I was tying my vision of the cosmos to movies and books.


I have studied  in schools of varied ideologies. It has helped me to be open minded and not prejudiced. I went through an elitist international college, also an alternative hippie center, and a couple of Catholic schools. The "cocktail" is not bad. Was  at an Opus Dei school where I fell madly in love with history and politics, thanks to an airy Robin Williams teacher at the "Club of Dead Poets." Here I delved into cinema and intuited that in this world would be my future. In this same school we saw "The Graduate" clandestinely and I discovered Hans Zimmer  thanks to a music teacher  of mine who also taught me how to clean DVD's  spitting over them.  







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