As far as I can remember, I always had an explosion of shapes and colors in my head that, in a somewhat unconscious way, I needed to remove by coloring, decorating, kneading everything that was within my reach. I remember that, when I was around five years old, my mother was chasing me, slipper in hand, for having "decorated" the walls of the entire house with my waxes ... And the tinng is I have always wanted to have a creative job, as sensitive as possible, one with colors, shapes, smells and textures ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is important to me to defend my work while staying true to my principles, based on hard work and creativity, even if that means having to swim against the current in this globalized system of absurd and self-imposed fashions, industrialized products of dubious quality and aggressive commercial strategies and liars based on the excessive exploitation of natural resources and, what is worse, of human resources.

 

 

I discovered this infinite material while I was in design school, but it was only in the workshop itself that I learned how to handle it, very little by little, through hundreds of hours of experimentation and failures that, progressively, would become new techniques and challenges. And that was how, almost without realizing it, I got into the world of crafts, in this beautiful profession that, although it is sacrificed, I feel that it enriches me a little more day by day.

 

 

 

From the Talleruco we fight for the artisan, to retake the local, creative and human value of what we have and what we are. We fall in love with an idea, we get excited with each project that arises, we learn and enjoy side by side with our clients, who often end up being friends.

 

My work process is slow, delicate, unique and very personal, that's why

it has a soul, it has our soul: from my hands to yours ...