This is the story about GAYARRE told in one minute.

When I was 15, my best friend’s mother told me:

“You should just paint.”

She wasn’t wrong.

Back then — practically in the Pleistocene —, if you were good at technical things and had a hand with the brushes, life pushed you to study architecture.

While I was finishing my degree, I got myself tangled up in three things at the same time:
finishing my final degree project, working in the afternoons in a structure studio and discovering 3D almost by accident.

Imagine what 3D was like in ’89.
No internet. No tutorials.
There was only one program on Spanish public TV—Metropolis, which opened a minimal window to that world.
Each chapter made it clearer to me that this was my thing.

I came back to Zaragoza, I was the first 3D obsessive in town and, suddenly,
everybody wanted me to collaborate to present contests.

One day I was doing architecture.
At night, 3D visualization.
And so on for years.

I loved architecture, both in design and on site,
but the 3D assignments were growing steadily.
The architectural ones… not so much.

Life decided for me and changed the history of GAYARRE.