María Fukuoka

I am the birth of freedom, that there is nothing greater and more beautiful. Hijx, devils like angels do not have sex, of the pachamama and the protective sky. Hurricane winds from Oceania landed me long before the Spanish conquest,with which I came dancing along with the Tarascan of legends that date back to the origin of the Asian world with its religiosity ventilated by the crossing, which brought me to the clothing of men and African women treated as slaves. I am a magical-religious-ecological amalgamation of traditions coming from other continents with our indigenous roots. I am made of traces, remains and scraps; filled with plastic bags, which take more than 400 years to degrade and are therefore a threat to our life on earth. I am a way to save the world.