It was 1984 and I was in the 4th grade. We were in class and all of a sudden the teacher suggested that we turned to the windows to look outside. A strange shining object was floating in the sky of Buenos Aires.
"Could it be a UFO?", I asked.
That shining point in the sky remained visible throughout the day. As I was leaving school, I bumped into the priest.
"Did you see the UFO?", I asked him.
"Those things do not exist", he said.
I hated him. In that exact moment I swore that I would become the best visual arts director in the world, an obsession that still remains.
I've done advanced studies, worked with directors and renowned art directors, and yes, I've won a few awards. But if I ask myself if all of this is as important as that light in the sky that inspired my career? No. The answer is clearly no.
I love you all very much. Thank you