I’m a self-taught musician. My university was my front door step, listening to the singing and guitar playing of my elders until sunrise. Madrid gave me its approval, and so did the flamenco artists of my generation.

I don’t dedicate myself to giving classes and I’ve never received them, but in these masterclasses I put my heart and knowledge at your disposition to show you that the guitar, the “cante” and flamenco is art, person and moments; they are white hanker chiefs with black polkadots.