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I was born in Guadalajara, Mexico in 1981 and I have to say that I owe George Lucas for the passion that he awakened in me toward this profession.
It's a nice story that I'll tell you right away, and of course if you're not interested you can just skip the next part!
I was about 5 years old when I contracted chickenpox, a very common disease at that time. The treatment is simple, wait for it to pass by itself and do not scratch because removing one of those scabs leaves scars for life; Due to it being highly contagious, you must remain isolated for several days.
And there you have it, a 5-year-old boy, isolated, bored and with an insane itch. So, to entertain me in the mornings when there were no children's programs on TV and to stop me from scratching and scarring myself for life, my parents brought home a Beta VCR with a Star Wars tape, pirated of course.
The tape left me amazed It was wonderful. Everything that happened in the galaxy and how the ships traveled at the speed of light, all those strange characters on hostile planets that with the power of the force and a sword of light could defeat all enemies.
My mother, with all her love, gathered the courage to tell her son that "it's all a lie," and explained to me how they make such amazing scenes, how those ships that seem immense are actually models, which can fit inside a room.
That cruel truth blew my mind, But it also opened up a universe of possibilities. Now I could bring everything I imagined to life, create fantastic worlds and tell any story I dreamed of.
I was always a little curious. I liked to discover things, to look in my grandparents' drawers and see what wonders and rare objects I could find. I loved to learn, to see how things worked, how people developed their work, things of the day to day, of my environment; But I hated school, I easily lost attention, my imagination won me over and I went off to invent new worlds and tell myself amazing stories That was always more fun for me than mathematics.
My first feature film experience on an international production.
I finished my basic studies as best I could and then what seemed like the most terrifying question - what are you going to study? And it was terrifying because I didn't want to make a mistake, I didn't want to waste time and a couple of years after starting a career, realize that I didn't like it and that I should study something else. And I think that like many others, I had a lot of different voices talking to me. Let me explain.
An aunt said to me that I should study literature. And she had some justification to believe it. For some time during my childhood I was into writing. I spent hours filling notebooks with stories. They were probably really bad and had no meaning, stories that go nowhere but still, I wrote and wrote and wrote. I remember once a cousin came with her boyfriend who was studying philosophy and told me, “Well, if you want to study literature maybe you should start with philosophy." And there you have it, more noise in my head!
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