Mezcal, Oaxaca and Art

Oaxaca is just magic, since i was little I wanted to live there, on these days is the only state to ban Starbucks, Coca Cola for the underage and allowed abortion and marriage of the same sex, in other words Oaxaca is the most advance state in Mexico and soon we hope will become a truly independent and separated country it truly deserves it.

Lots of bare walking in Oaxaca and my feet know it.

One of the best features in Oaxaca is that it hosts La Maquina, the most fascinating printing workshop in the world, commanded by an exceptional printer Don Francisco Limón.

Francisco Limón, Turok and Nonoy

In October 2019 I was honored to be allowed to do a print in La Maquina, to begin with, it was a bit hard to many distractions, parties, friends, beautiful women, mezcal and excellent food.

The print name is The Ducks Also Ride is about a mother and her daughter searching for independence, riding back to the country, and leaving it all behind, in other words escaping to freedom.

This wasn’t my first lithography, I done one 40 years ago and it was shown in Bellas Artes México City and in the Biennale of The Federation of British Printmakers. but then it was a smaller machine and we have to ink the the stone manually.

Kuate 40 years ago…………………………………………………. La Maquina today from Paris To Oaxaca.

I wish to thank all the people who help me in Oaxaca first the crew of La Maquina: Benigno Hernández, Polo Vallejo, Adrian Leon and of course the big boss Francisco Limón and second all the friends of who made my staying in Oaxaca an unforgettable experience El Negro Alberto Ibáñez, his brother Memo, my nephew Adán Gutierrez, El Gober Precioso Hector Audiffred, El Kike, Robert Boerleider, Japo Meixueiro, Jean-Marc Tassé, Taro Zorrilla, and the ladies without them life will be so miserable first of all the real big boss Lolo, and of course the muses Erika Hernández, Maria Velasco, Luz Ma González, Natsumi Baba, Melissa Liera, Xperla, Emilia Chuliá, Nonoy, sorry if I forgot anyone else.

So after so many hardships, and shots of mezcal we finished with a wonderful edition of 25 prints thanks Oaxaca.

10 años lo que duro la guerra de Troya es lo que lleva Fundación Paisaje Social, proyecto dirigido por señorita Miho Hagino y señor Taro Zorrilla organización que trata de ayudar a los más necesitados a través del arte y la arquitectura.

la historia conmigo empieza en 2012 cuando impartí un mural comunitario con gente en edad terminal de La Fundación Quiéreme y Protégeme, yo fui instructor de este tipo de murales en los ochentas con el grupo H2O del gran maestro Felipe Ehrenbergh, experiencia que me sirvió de tema para mi tesis de Maestría en la entonces Escuela de San Carlos UNAM y claro también para poder llevar a buen puerto este taller tan emotivo con abuelitos de la cuarta edad, todos lloraban por su casa así que el tema del mural extrañamente fue Mi Casa.

Un buen día el licenciado Luis Javier de la Torre jefe de El Patronato de la Ruta de la Amistad se acerco a Taro y a Miho para organizar varias rodadas ciclistas, la idea era promover la ruta de la amistad y gestionar la construcción de una ciclopista entre las esculturas. yo apoyé llevando a los grupos ciclistas y en el diseño del poster.

Dentro del Corredor cultural Roma- Condesa, Paisaje Social organiza una pequeña rodada con el fin de promover una exposición sobre urbanismo en el muca Roma. Los ciclistas portaban una camiseta de mi autoría.

En parte de esta segunda década del siglo XXI tuve el honor de conducir el programa de Paisaje Social en su estacion favorita Radio Raices Sederec , eso de ser locutor es todo una experiencia religiosa.

En 2017 se me comisiona hacer la portada de la agenda de Paisaje Social, se tardo un poco en salir, tenía un cliente muy exigente.

2020 tiempos de cholera digo COVID última colaboración, Miho le pide a sus amigos artistas que hagan un dibujo para que gente que sufre la confinación se entretengan coloreándolo.

Epilogo: 10 años con Paisaje Social 15 años de conocer a señor Taro y 25 años a señorita Miho, por cierto no se les olvide buscar y apoyarlos si quieren más información denle click aquí: Paisaje Social.


A bailar que el mundo se va acabar, let’s dance because the world is going to end.

A digital splash of color, sensuality and fun. Just like in La Belle Époque, when the French painted Luxe, Calme et Volupté, no need to be prudish, only the pure joie de vivre.

We celebrate  women, mezcal, love, sex and hallucinogenic drugs. But it is more than that. It is also color, art, dreams, stories, consciousness and of course, life.

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Luxe, Calme et Volupté The Gallery

I wish I could do something against climate change, to return to the country that Neil Young sang of 50 years ago, looking at Mother Nature on the run, that brown dirty soil that grows the food we eat. And the only way I can say thanks to our old Mother is to acknowledge her. And the way to acknowledge her is to paint her, to immerse myself within her, to experience the hallucinogenic, the beauty,  the transcendent.

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Looking At Mother Nature On The Run On The XXI Century The Gallery

From 2008 to 2016 I went bike crazy! The new utopia, riding a bicycle could change the world, cars personified evil, consumption, waste and pollution. We could save the world if only we all would just ride bikes. I actively participated in many groups: Bicitekas, Paseo de Todos, Nadie and I rode with so many others: Biciosos, Mujeres En Bici, Ciclismo Para Todos and División Del sur.

It was euphoric, I outdone myself, biking through the night to Tepoztlán, or going as far as Pachuca, Cuernavaca, Toluca, etc. Getting fitter was the game. They were exciting times and I made so many friends, went to so many events and parties. But at some moment I realized that I didn’t want the responsibility of being a nanny of groups. People were very demanding and I needed a quieter life. I had to earn some money so I could dedicate my life to travel and art, but not everything was lost…I still ride a bike occasionally.

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Bikes The Gallery

2006 was a year of social upheaval. There was electoral fraud and the opposition occupy Reforma. For two long months there was camping in the main street of Mexico City. Meanwhile, The Teachers Union, with the help of the people, captured the city of Oaxaca, demanding the resignation of the governor, who was responsible for many killings. It was a time of barricades and confronting the police. The first commune of the XXI century. I participated in both movements, sometimes risking my own skin.

It was a transition period. I acquired my first computer and began to learn how to use it. I started doing some digital paintings using photographs and carried on with the watercolors and drawings.

Of course, we celebrated the Oaxaca Rebellion the way we should – in La Bisnaga, with a collective exhibition and lots of mezcal.

Maybe the most dangerous thing that happened was the mezcal. Up to this day I don’t really know how I survived.

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 The Year We Lived Dangerously The gallery

Coming back to Mexico City, I had an exhibition at The Hexen Café, a most appropriate place to show the latest paper work done in 2 Amates, as well as some work that I finished in the big city. Women are  the subject, but not any women. Only the ones that have control of their life, bodies, soul and espiritual powers. The ones I hope take over the world if we want humanity to survive.

I had enough of big formats and especially oil, that seemed so slimy. After visiting some of my teachers and colleagues, seeing rooms and warehouses full of terrible paintings that only seemed to be taking up much needed space, I decided it was so much better to only do paper work. If nobody wants it, just put it to a match and c’est tout! The times, they are a changing.

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 They Killed Them because They were Beautiful Gallery

From 1995 to 2002 I went to live in the jungle, a place full of magic and sensuality. Taking the Gauguinesque decision was easy. What wasn’t easy was living it up. It wasn’t really the peaceful life that I was seeking. I needed some dangerous adventures and some fun, like fulfilling my childhood dream of being singer in a rock ‘n’ roll band.

My art found a natural home in 2 Amates and from this fruitful experience came a lovely exhibition in Las Atarazanas a grandiose gallery in Veracruz Harbor.

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2 Amates (The Jungle years) Gallery

Between 1986 and 1994, I did my MA Degree in Fine Art at San Carlos, the historic school of UNAM The National University of Mexico. The actual schooling was only three years but it took a little longer to finish my thesis, including of course a magna exhibition in one of the galleries. The name of the show was Pleased To Meet You, Hope You Guess My Name. Mexico is a very religious country, so I suppose the subject matter was a way of rebelling against tradition.

It was a time of painting with oil on canvass in big formats. I believed art had to make big statements and that artists were some kind of gods that could change the world. Art, the true religion! Going to openings and having parties was a collateral damage that we had to endure. Well, maybe just the morning after (hangover)

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San Carlos The MA Years gallery