A designer who
reads the road.

I was born on November 28th, 1998, in Valladolid, Spain. Design is genuinely in my DNA — my father has four decades in graphic design and my family is full of artists and designers. My earliest memory of a screen is him teaching me how layers work in Photoshop. By thirteen I was already running my own small design business: wraps and stickers for bikes and motorcycles, charging local riders, and learning the whole loop from brief to final vinyl.

High school was the science track, and from there I moved into two years of Mechanical Engineering at the University of Valladolid, which I took on while already racing at the under‑23 level, books on the desk and training rides in between lectures. I actually liked engineering. It gave me a way of thinking I still rely on: three advanced maths courses, object‑oriented programming and C++, three physics courses, technical drawing, material science, material resistance, business and economics, and a healthy dose of statistics and how organisations are structured.

But the more I studied it, the more honest I had to be with myself: what I really loved was making things. I wasn't wired as a mechanical engineer, I was wired as an industrial designer. I wanted to sketch the object, choose the material, think about how someone would hold it, then hand the drawings to engineering, not the other way around. The degree didn't go to waste. It taught me to reason about physics, maths, materials, business, and statistics, and it's exactly why I can now sit between designers, engineers, and stakeholders without missing a beat.