painting architecture.
MY STORY IN A MINUTE
“I don’t know if I’m the best professional or the worst, but I’ve never had a problem accessing good projects and repeat business with those clients. and repeat business with those clients.”
When I was 15 years old, my best friend’s mother told me , “you just paint”. The truth is that I was not bad at it.
But, at that time, close to the Pleistocene, if you were technically inclined and skilled with a paintbrush,
your destiny, almost certainly, was to end up doing architecture.
When I was finishing my degree, I got myself into three simultaneous problems:
to finish the PFC, to work in the afternoons in a study of structural calculations and, in addition, I stumbled upon the world of 3D.
You can imagine what that was like in ’89. The structures bored me to death. What really turned me on was 3D.
There was no internet, so the only window to that world was a program on La 2 called Metropolis.
Every time I watched an episode, my decision became clearer: I wanted to do that.
When I finished my degree, I returned to Zaragoza. I was the pioneer of 3D in the city and suddenly everyone wanted me to collaborate with them to submit to contests.
For years, I was an architect by day and a 3D visualizer by night.
I loved Architecture, both the development of the projects and the work on site but, eventually,
3D orders kept coming in and the architectural ones slacked off. Gradually, I left architecture.
And I say “we” because the team went from one to three.
Two great artists, César and Pablo, joined me.
Since then we have been in this together.
Thirty years have already passed.
In the end, as fate would have it, it ended up…