Nobody but my father knew where my name came from. He wrote it down on the top of a match pack the day I was born. I love it, though. I’m from a brave Cuban city called Bayamo. I grew up surrounded by family love. My parents taught me how sharing what I’ve got could make me a good human being and I really learned that from them at a young age. When I was a little boy, I was always eager to know how things work or function (I still am) and I was always in trouble because my toys’ life-time was very short. As I was getting older, I felt the need to change things, making them better, easier to use and turn them affordable for everyone, so I started sketching things I thought needed improvement, andeventually I became what I am today: a designer.