Here I am. After rolling through several ports I ended up in this one and stayed, for now. I was born in Argentina, in a suburb of Buenos Aires. I went to Paris, a little bit running away, a little bit for love of the surrealists and La Maga, with music as an excuse. From there I came to Holland for the first time, studied more music, fell in love, followed my love to California, left him, moved several times, and, because of the cat, it was his fault, I returned to Holland, Scheveningen, where I am still writing and mixing languages, texts with music, images, and life.