Graduated from the Cedart "Michael Bernal Jiménez" in the nineties, the authoress Rocío Díaz (Morelia, 1979) has deploied her sensibility in the jeweler's shop, the design, the painting, the art of the DJ, photography, in the cinematographic documentary line and short; she explores at present the Mayan instrument Hompak ó Hom-Tahs de Bonampak (trumpets, bugles or horns of smart-aleck) identical with the acquaintance Muro Norte, Room 1 of Bonampak, Chiapas, Mexico. Bonampak's famous murals are considered to be one of the most important discoveries in the zone of the Ancient Mexico, on the part of the western culture, are the best fresh air(frescos) of America, deep and meditative instrument being the breathing to circulate a method for his execution. This method is used in the Australian didgeridoo. To take part in diverse video/public exibitions; with sounds electro/sonoras. Interested principally in the wind instruments, she proposes spontaneous sonority and experimental to mix with beats or electronic blows, sounds manipulated to propose by means of the distortion, an ensamble of sonorous possibilities. She has taken part in multiple gastronomic samples in the city of Mexico and in Michoacán's state, to taste diverse wines, whiskeys and mezcal, promoting the culture of mezcal; the accomplishment of the meeting of traditional cooks in Michoacán's State, event that Government of the State supports and realizes generously; it has been a stage to present the documentary called DOCUMEZCAL, placing to the drink in the gastronomic corresponding level. Promoter, chronicler and defender of the traditional mescal in Michoacàn.

todo lo que entre por mis oidos afecta mis animos, el riesgo de ver es hacer, soy el reflejo de lo que como, siento como hago. everything what between for my ears affects my intentions, the risk of seeing is to do, I am the reflex of what as, I feel as I do.

tosca, alucinogen, cronos quart,nicholas lens, solex, experimentals grooves,soul surfers, g.m.o. minimal sistem, octex, y miles mas Artista/Grupo actual favorito: son de madera/mono blanco/corcobado/tosca/cronos cuartet/nicholas lens/confutatis mozart/ Canción favorita: uuts tengo muchas sweet armony, a las 5am me pone gooood Disco favorito: nicolas lens terra terra Video musical favorito: peter gabriel don´t give susurro de corcobado bahía electrica corcobado

waKING LIFE,la montaña sagrada, santa sangre, shortbus,tuvalu,tiempos modernos chaplin,control, el experimento,una vida iluminada,vidok, control, varaka,retrato de un asesino, pi, requiem for a dream, mas que no recuerdo

el riesgo de ver es hacer. mejor te cuento una historia

Cuenta un mito de tradición tolteca que Tezcatlipoca traicionó a Ce-Ácatl Topiltzin Quetzalcóatl obligándolo a renunciar a su castidad. Avergonzado y antes de partir de Tula, el héroe cultural prometió regresar en una fecha 2-Caña. Siglos más tarde, esa fecha coincidiría con la llegada de los conquistadores españoles. Moctezuma II, quien sabía de esa promesa -más bien entendida como amenaza- confundió a Hernán Cortés con el hombre barbado que se suponía fue Quetzalcóatl. El jerarca se dio a la sumisión y a la derrota anticipada ante el supuesto regreso del dios-héroe cultural que cobraría venganza, dando fin a sus sucesores, los poderosos mexicas.

the risk of seeing is to do. better I tell you That a history Tells a myth of tradition tolteca that Tezcatlipoca betrayed Ce-Ácatl Topiltzin Quetzalcóatl forcing it to resign from his chastity. Shamed and before departing from tula, the cultural hero promised to return in a date 2-Caña. Centuries later, this date would coincide with the arrival of the Spanish conquerors. Moctezuma the IInd, whom it was known about this promise - rather understood as threat - confused Hernán Cortés with the bearded man

la danza de la realidad, la insoportable levedad del ser, la sabiduria de los chistes, la sabiduria de los cuentos,el principito,rayuela,un mundo feliz, las puertas de la percepcion, muchos mas....

todo es mental, el poder es mental, todo es poetica mental. la cosa es creer. el dinero no existe si todos los billetes que tengo los embarro de mi mierda tendrían valor. lo valioso es creer, quisiera ser poeta everything is mental, the power is mental, everything is a mental poetic art. the thing is to believe. the money does not exist if all the tickets that I have are daubed by me of my shit they would have value. the valuable thing is believing, I would like to be a poet. Dj dew