Winners of Querétaro for the Mexico Contest is written with M from Montana

Congratulations to the winners for “Mexico is Written with an M from Montana”.

Quietly, he is our representative of the Querétaro region!

The audience voted for Yuulayy Audience Selection 1 and The Amazing Jonky as Audience Selection 2 place a special congratulations from all of our team.

There is even more: Incusa Pinturas Osel regional QUERÉTARO has agreed to produce second and third place and give 7 honorable mentions invited to make his mural in the city of QUERÉTARO.

Honorable Mention.
Xavier Aguilar
Andrey Sanchez

Audience Awards
The Amazing Jonky

Go to the second round

P r e m e m i t i o n
REGIONAL WINNER Quiet (1st place):
You will earn $5,000.00 M/N, and a voucher of $5,000.00 on Montana products.
He will paint his mural on one of the main avenues of his city.
His mural finished, will participate in the SECOND ROUND of the contest that will leave the national and international representative of Mexico.

PUBLIC SELECTION 1 (2nd place) Yulay Baggins:
You will receive a voucher of $3,500.00 pesos in M/N and $5,000.00 in Montana products.

PUBLIC SELECTION 2 (3rd place) Amazing Jonky:
You will earn a $3,500.00 voucher on Montana products.

CONGRATULATIONS to all our contestants for showing their work!

#Osel #MTN #Aerosol #AsiSePaint #Mexico #MdeMontana #Incusa

The first place was chosen by vote of cultural promoters and its decision will be final, 2nd and 3rd place will be selected for more likes in the draft published on the regional page.*

That’s how Tlatelolco is painted, that’s how Mexico is painted!

Mural made for the Transmuta Festival.

#AsiSePaint #PaintingOsel #NewUrbanArts#UnionCulturesThroug

URBANICA I: The Children of the Forest. By Ricardo P. Quezada

By Ricardo Quezada Based on the work of Tania Quezada for La Novena de Nueve Series.

I grew up with my grandmother, in a modest house near the hill of the cross in Amealco. It is not necessary to highlight, but we lived in a very modest way and one of the daily activities was going to the forest to get twigs to light a fire. For me it was a little annoying to have to walk the trails in search of fallen branches because my grandmother wouldn’t let me cut logs, she said that everything was part of a whole and that we couldn’t devastate a tree without thinking that on the other side of the hill, Don Octavio the lumberjack was going to cut down another one. I remember that she would sit on her legs and explain to me -He cuts the wood, it’s his work and we plant mushrooms, that’s ours, if we all cut down a tree on each side of the hill without thinking about what others do, little by little we would eat the hill a bit and die of cold. In the same way, if the lumberjack sows mushrooms, we would be stuffing ourselves with mushrooms all year round and we couldn’t eat them any more because we would be full of flavor, that’s why it’s important to respect everyone’s work, so we’re all happy, working together, like the birds that cut the air to be able to fly more easily. At that age I listened to everything, but to remove any kind of disbelief I ended the story with -Thus the creatures of the forest leave us alone and will not make us mischief.

During my whole childhood I lived a little bit afraid of those things, so I never dared to contradict her, but when I grew up it was different, we were doing a little better thanks to the money my parents sent us from the other side. Suddenly we had gas in the house and no longer needed to buy wood although my grandmother kept buying logs from the lumberjack; I did not understand why, she said that the nixtamal did not cook the same in the stove.

Every morning she would walk about five kilometers to the church of San Juan Dehedó where she would go to Mass or pray and come back with corn and wood, as she was an old woman I always scolded her and told her not to carry such heavy things, but she was stupid, foolish.

By that time I had my first beard and moustache, which meant that I was already a man. I took the axe and went out one morning to cut down the biggest tree I could find, of course at two axes the titan of wood m

it turned out to be too much for me. So I was hitting all the trees with axes, looking for one that would curl before my strength, until I found a small and young pine tree, about my age, barely taller than me. I hit him and the log snapped real fast, like when you twist a chicken’s neck. I tied a rope around my waist and walked home, but I never found her. It was a road that I knew by heart, I walked it hundreds, I say millions of times and yet I was fucking lost.

When it was night I heard giggles and I began to fear for my life, I sought refuge in the forest but everything seemed terrifying to me, I could not enter any cave or hide in the niche that is formed in the trunk of the trees because from there came the noises. I walked for hours and hours, and well into the night a little song sounded and I saw the light of a fire in the distance; I approached being as quiet as possible and I saw several children with the face of an animal dancing around the fire, like chaneques or nahualitos. I was very frightened, but before I could run away, they were already seeing me, they started to approach me and in an outburst of terror I told them that I had brought a tree to warm us all up, I dragged the tree to the campfire and the creatures sang to me – Here… here nothing is wasted, here everyone sings, here everyone dances – and they began to sing – A palpable leap from the North for the challenges ahead, another to the east for what has just begun and all that is born, two turns of buttocks and with the face resting to the west for what is asleep and a lot of jumps because the south is warm and lively – then they laughed and began to improvise again -Muchacho, boy, pig-face, got lost in the grove because he was walking like a ufano, now he has to dance and dance, otherwise in the cold it’s going to freeze – again laughter and more dancing. The tree began to burn very strongly and they wouldn’t let me stop, or stop dancing until six hours later the tree had finally burned. When the fire went out, the creatures disappeared in mockery and laughter – Look at her legs,”said the raccoon girl as her voice was lost in the forest like a dream that left me with blistering soles of my feet and cramped legs. I walked back, I didn’t say anything to my grandmother, she just laughed when she smelled my smoky clothes.

I’ve never seen them again, I’m very respectful of the forest, but once I heard a hunter tell a story – I’d been hunting.


When Mexico was immersed in the chaos of the 19th century, the Lagunero Spirit rose up high to give strength to the Mexicans and remind us of what we are made of. From August 16 to September 8,2017, the Mexican semi-desert witnessed a colorful celebration that transformed the forgotten spaces of Torreón’s heart into artistic pieces that, beyond transforming the urban horizon of the city, rescue elements of the region’s cultural history and reflect on the symbols that build the lagoon’s identity. In Nueve Arte Urbano and Pinturas Osel de la Laguna we are happy to share with you the result of extensive work days that culminated in the inauguration of the region’s first mural corridor; Paseo Morelos was dressed with 30 murals by 30 national artists that brought a touch of renovation to La Comarca. Each raised scaffold and each drop of paint, helped reinforce the sense of belonging of the lagoons, who, through their artistic manifestations, connected with the entire national territory so that the heart of Mexico beats strongly once again.

This was Rex: Noas Land.

Video: @yoshi travel films

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Open Call The Water Is One


Before murals, pints, cuts, sprays and fences. Before the streets, traffic, buildings, granite and houses. Before civilizations, countries, people and land there was water. The immense and balanced ocean that sheltered the Pangea, the unified continent, has seeped into every corner of the world and continues to be a single water that day after day gives the inhabitants of the earth the gift of life.

Water is everywhere; it disappears from dry soils, evaporates in our perspiration and feeds clouds, rivers and seas. From the light breeze in the dryness of the desert, to the blackness of the deepest abyss, water is always present, water is always there; water is one.

For contemporary societies, so complex and full of challenges, water represents one of the fundamental issues on the agenda to be addressed, sought and conserved. Today water needs us. This is a call to artists who want to change the world, what they want to give away a message in concrete canvas of the city. Here the transgraphers paint because Water is one.

El Agua es Una, is an intercultural festival of public art, organized by Nueve Arte Urbano and Seawalls: artist for the Oceans of the Pangea Seed Foundation, to be held in the city of Querétaro, in the heart of Mexico and whose purpose is to generate messages that remind mankind that the oceans and water must be saved.

We are looking for art that sublime ideas and condenses proposals to preserve the water resources of Querétaro, Mexico and the World.

Water is one, it invites all transgrafiteros artists to join the torrent of creators that will serve as a preamble to the festival in the main neighborhoods of Queretaro.


Participants: Individual or group participants may register to participate in this call for entries from January 23rd to February 16th, 2018. All interested seniors who develop urban art and who wish to put on the walls proposals that express a visual discourse that complies with the themes and symbols proposed in the manifesto water is one (link) and fill out the following form including the portfolio of the interested artist.

Technique: All murals must contain pictorial proposals that are feasible with the materials provided by INCUSA stores. In case of requiring any special material that is not inside the stores, the participant must provide it and absorb the expenses that such material may generate.

Note: Only packets of documents that are complete will be evaluated, NO DOCUMENT WILL BE RECEIVED BY ANY OTHER MEANS, i. e. not sent via Facebook inbox, private mail or private message. In case the selected artist is a foreigner from the city of Querétaro, the per diem expenses will be paid by the artist.

Registration: To participate, fill out the following form; any incomplete registration (without portfolio), will be rejected without exception.

IMPORTANT: The portfolios will be evaluated by a jury made up of specialists and their decision will be final.