MY OWN STORY
I grew up with a mother who suddenly became “burnt out” and bedridden. In my early teens, I used my energy to care for her and to take care of the house.
But a couple of years later, I discovered salsa dancing and music. Here I found my own little “breathing room.” When I danced it was just me and the music, and nothing else.
Later, after a long academic education, I found my way back to dance, music, and Latin American culture.