I was born in 1980.  My mother was considered the best by me, and my father an example of living.  My envious sister used to pull my hair for being the “new favourite”.

I was a professional basketball player, a wood-horse rider and used to draw all that was in my imagination. I was also a carpenter (destroying the furniture of the household), an expert in electronics, and an inventor of aircraft powered by small motors that never crossed the skies (neither better nor worse than “Da Vinci”).

With a big score of costumes for school presentations, over three hundred works in manual dexterity that includes: an embroidered tablecloth, a fruit bowl, a flowerpot fabric, hundreds of drawings in different techniques… with numerous scares on my knees, elbows, arms and at least two times the same piece of broken bones… a biologist with a big collection of tadpoles, and a member of the crew of “Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea”... 

With a “Commodore 64” inherited by my cousin, lost in between code lines (wishing to play), a “Printafrom” with a monochrome monitor and a “MS-DOS” (as abstract as the definition of “syntax”), a “win98” better than its successors, a chassis capable of resisting the curiosity of someone like me, hundreds of drivers, softwares, and a lot of kinds of unknown virus…

“Born in the neighbourhood of Aragon (Nezahualcóyotl), next to the ” Metro Río de los Remedios”, APÓN is actually a musician, and not any sort: purist, he refuses to play covers with his electric guitar, and quite silly at the time to require their musical union that correct behaviour is to touch the compound by oneself.

He knows about Underground culture of Mexico City: spent many musical Saturdays on the “Tianguis Cultural del Chopo” and endless nights locked up in this tiny place and already legendary where the best authentic rock culture in the country: “The Multiforo Alicia” (place chosen by “Manu Chao” to record his latest album Live).

Self-taught, he was required to attend the National School of Graphic Arts. We assume that long pass and long hours facing the monitor, discovering the threads behind the lines, strokes and colours. He is worth his intuition than theories of colour or size ...”

I haven’t distinguish yet if the end of the adolescence has succeed ,  sometimes I stop to think about it, my thoughts begin to fly and come to the conclusion that it's silly  to think, but I believe some day...