It’s dawn and we are headed Downtown. The clouds are quite thick so we probably won’t be witnessing a sunrise. For people unaware of this, summer in Mexico City is deceivingly rainy season. It’s drizzling, but I think we can handle.
I’m spending the morning with Jimo – an artist, graphic designer, founder of Junk Studio, and the lead character in this story.
My good friend Sofia Rodriguez – a fashion designer & photographer – is shooting the whole thing.
As we get off the cab in Plaza Tolsá, an iconic rectangular esplanade right in front of MUNAL (National Museum of Art) and El Cardenal (a great place for breakfast) I turn to them and ask:
“Have you ever heard of Paris?”
We are laughing, since I’m being sarcastic. It’s 6:30 am, this is ghost town but that silly joke of mine is not far from the truth, because without the usual crowd, this place does look like Paris. Ever since Hernán Cortez, the European influence is an undeniable reality for us Mexicas.
Downtown Mexico City is alive with history, and is also the place where my jewelry affairs take place. This is the main reason why I brought us here.