Mexican. 1976. Once I was a publicist and a security guard in a prison, but I have always been a cartoonist.
Free press collapses walls.
Free journalism flies over filters and favors.
México, my country, is deporting Central American migrants.
México, my country, is deporting Central American migrants.
Sad days in my country...
Let´s follow her example! Let´s save our home!
It is not too late for next generations.
Plastic everywhere, everyday...
Bottled bottled bottled bottled bottled water... and a fish.
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Our planet is becoming a plastic bottle without water.
Life as a clothesline.
Life o´clock
Walking life.
We die as soon as we are born.
I draw this cartoon as a tribute for all the journalists that have been killed in my country in t
