For me, a sewing machine is everything...  At the age of nine, I sat down
for the first time before my mom’s sewing machine. When I was 13, I
joined a sewing school in my native Buenos Aires, where I learned
everything about fabrics, dressmaking and  patterns. For when it was
time for college, I decided to study law, but after 3 years I dropped out
and I began taking painting classes. Around that time, I met the one that
was going to be my husband, and has been the love of my life for 25
years, Walter Bravo. He is my friend, my confident, my everything...
and my partner in our company, Art Gallery Fabrics.
In 1989, we made the big move
coming to this country where I
became pregnant; Walter began to
work in the clothing industry.
My life made a radical change.
Everything was new for me: the
people, the culture, the meals, the
cities. It was such an intense period of
adaptation, and for a good amount of
time, I had no energy to do any of the
activities that I always loved to do.
Until Walter got me my first sewing
machine, and came back to life! When
I saw the “magic" that could be made
from triangles and squares, I was
completely hooked to quilting!
I never took a class, but with time,
I learned a lot about “traditional
quilting” techniques.
I am convinced that everybody is born “to do something” in life. It is
possible that, -in the path of life-, you will have some twists and turns at
some moments; but at the end, you will always find your purpose, your
destiny, your place. This is what I was born to do, and I am sure that this
is what I will do for the rest of my life. Moreover, I am blessed with the
privilege of working at something that excites me. But I feel happier for
being able to share my passion for sewing and fabrics with all of you,
because I think that the excitement that women have on creating their
own projects becomes a passion they translate to their  family and
friends. This is a passion we all want to pass to our children as a legacy...
the passion for "handmade with fabrics”.
Within years, my taste was evolving.  I began to “cross the bridge”
towards art quilts, first with landscapes and with time my style became
more abstract. I had a hard time finding color variations in batiks, so I
decided to paint my own fabrics. Quilters loved them, and not too long
after that we started producing them commercially. The rest is history....