How it all started
Every dream has a starting point, a spark that ignites it. Mine began with a desire, as simple as wanting to share a special moment with my mother. I was six years old, and I remember an afternoon of painting that turned into a ritual between us. We decided to make pancakes with melted chocolate; at that moment, there was nothing more glorious to me than those pancakes. My mother, a passionate visual artist, had always avoided letting me eat sweets, convinced they were like poison. And she was probably right, but that day was different. Because for her, more than a visual creator, art was a tool for transformation. She was also deeply inspired by her father, my grandfather, who was an environmental leader in Colombia, achieving incredible feats for the good of our country.
Returning to that magical day, while we were enveloped by the smell of chocolate and the texture of acrylic on our hands, I began to feel a special connection with surfaces, with textures. I wondered why I enjoyed the softness and warmth of acrylic on my skin so much. And there, among brushes and laughter, I understood something fundamental about myself: I had a fascination with textures, with the way they connected me to the world. This feeling wasn’t limited to paint; it extended to textiles, graphite, trees, leaves, water—everything that made me feel alive seemed to have a unique, magical texture.
That revelation led me to an even deeper question: if I experienced this connection through the textures life offered me, could I create conscious textures so others could feel the same? Could I use my art as a force for change, to improve people’s lives? Driven by an unstoppable intuition, I told my mother, “Menasche,” that would be the name of my brand. And so, Menasche would not be just fashion; it would be a project that, as a tribute to my mother and grandfather, would seek to transform the lives of those who touch and feel it.
And that’s how, at six years old, amid laughter and melted chocolate, the dream was born that today, at 22, fills every part of my being and gives me purpose.