Amongst the most relevant events of my life, I´m going to mention only one that occurred on a boat that was expected to be a cruiser and its most relevant characteristic was to stay afloat. It was heading for the Iguazu Falls. I was nine years old I think, and I fell in love for the first time. She was a “grown-up”, she would be twelve. In an improvised fancy dress party of even more improvised costumes, she turned me down. She was called Dolores (literally translated as “Pains”). Since that experience, I made note of the few chances that one got to pick up a girl, especially wearing the red pantyhose of his mom. In time I changed my wardrobe, but I couldn´t avoid to be rejected, subject which I think is the center of almost all my artistic work.