MARIANA SARRAUTE
www.marianasarraute.com

I was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina. I came by ship to Barcelona with my family when I was 3, due to a very hard political situation. Here I grew up and studied, got hooked to the Anime series (Trantor Z, Banner & Flappy, Marco, &c...), and very early I started collecting comic-books (Totem, Metal Hurlant, Víbora, etc...) and reading Tarot. Before applying to the Arts Faculty of Barcelona, my parents sent me to study painting in the Argentinian painter María Helguera’s workshop. I degreed in 1996; that same year, my family gave me my first computer and I settled in my studio-flat in the Tigre St., where I live from then on. I was in the city’s Open Workshops, began exhibits in young art galleries like La Santa and discovered Sónar 96. So I ended in a workshop of Quam 96, tutored by Zush, where I began doing digital creation by Internet as artistic expression, and did my first NetArt. From then on I had my first jobs in web design, introducing myself fully in this world and on-line design, working as a freelance and afterwards in the publicity agency Frontiera diligent. In 1998 I met the Dope Brothers (made in México), who started that same year their DJ sessions in La Paloma, and asked me to make the flyers for the Bongo Lounge nights; here I signed as DeltigreStudio (the name of my street, and also, for the tiger, a symbol of my creative force). Those two years as designer for the Bongo allowed me to try with the press printing system, CMYK, the special pantones, typos and all my imagination put to help communicating a concept. Latin grooves, Latin music. And so I grow as a good salmon, able of dancing whatever I hear.
In October, 2001, I left the Bongo to start doing my own artistic, personal projects that have took form in different exhibits in 2003. Also this year, I began to promote myself as freelance designer, and the Del Tigre Studio.

BCN:
A chip of the world, a mosaic of lives.
Symbolic and alive city, where living is like strolling by the world. To see people form Buenos Aires, I don’t have to travel; nor to live with the Pakistan flavours. To live the quarrels of an Equatorian cantina, I only have to go to my balcony. If I want to awake in the middle of Heaven on Sunday, I just have to let me go with the hallelujahs of the Philippine believers. If I want to enjoy the parade of Asian gadgets and luxuries, I just have to go to the Princesa street or a Chinese “All for 60 cents”. To enjoy the LA beaches, I have enough with a little walking in the Barceloneta, or maybe I could go to the MACBA. To climb a mountain and see a master, I go to the Guinardó to see a friend of mine. I can ride on bicycle and feel at Amsterdam, or go out at night and think that I’m in London, or in La Rioja bars.
Isn’t it unbelievable? I love Barcelona (if you didn’t notice).