Rafael Rodríguez

His hands speak. They tell of many years of hard work in the family workshop making molds. There, among metal sheets, screws and machinery, he grew, toughened up, and learned the crafts and the transformative power of his hands. Until the day he said “Why not?” and he brought forth the greatest football table ever seen.

Since then, the gears in his head have never stopped turning and scheming. From time to time he finds himself floating. More often than his feet don’t touch the ground. His eyes bright and light up. These are the classic symptoms of a hungry person, of someone who needs to satisfy his creative urge. That creature that does not stop growing, constantly demands more, and knows no bounds.


As he himself says, “creativity is not something with its source in the mind; it’s a gut feeling”. A feeling he never wants to go away.