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Crossed Cultures

Every migration begins the same way: with the body arriving before the self does.

I have lived in five countries across two continents. What I've discovered — beneath the differences in language, light, and rhythm — is that places share a visual grammar. Rules written in color and geometry. A code of belonging that no border fully erases.

Crossed Cultures is built from those codes. Landscape photography and pattern design, composed into optical systems that shimmer between what a city looks like and what it has felt like to be inside it. The visual language draws on the tradition of the totem — portraits without faces, evidence of the clans that made survival in each new place possible.

It is also a tribute to every migrant who has opened a path and left something of themselves in the cities that received them.

"I've lost count of how many times I've returned to this city — but it has been more than to the city I was born in." — Jd
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Persona
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At what age in childhood are we taught to be male or female? Gender is learned at home and within our social environment. Mass media reinforces it — screens, algorithms, and the curated feeds that shape how we see ourselves and others. If gender is performative, it is through play that we first rehearse its norms — in the objects we're handed, the colors assigned to us, the concepts we absorb before we have words for them.

About

When people ask what I am, I always have a thousand stories to tell — but in the end I answer: Transdisciplinary Artist. Born in Mexico City, rooted in Barcelona since 2017.

My practice lives where disciplines stop talking to each other and I build the bridge. Graphic design, film, multimedia, 3D animation, live A/V performance — not separate chapters, but simultaneous languages spoken through the same urgent questions: who are we, where do we come from, and what do we owe each other?