Tango found me at the age of 5, with the loss of my mother and the love of my great-grandparents, as we waited for that TV show that was our favorite.
Every walk holding my great-grandfather's hand was a tango, every path was Caminito...
15 years later, without thinking about it, but without hesitation, I began to dance.
Soon after, professionally.
One day, I took the leap into being an artist. I lived, loved, enjoyed life, surrounded myself with friends, and got to know more places and people than my memory can recall, but my heart remembers them.
I was a teacher and, with just a pair of shoes, plenty of enthusiasm, and a few people who helped me, I traveled to many places, teaching this art and giving shows and exhibitions, such as: