natalia: me.

If you’ve made it this far, I guess you’re not just curious about my work. You want to know who I am, or maybe who I’ve been becoming all this time.

I’m Natalia, a creative mind from Zaragoza who grew up loving music, cinema, storytelling and silence. I studied Audiovisual Production and Communication, but honestly, most of what I’ve learned came from messing things up and doing them again. I’ve done documentaries, music videos, live events, weird student films, brand content, blog writing, editing, shooting, dreaming. Sometimes all at once.

I’m not here to say I’m the best at anything. I just care. Deeply. About the things I make. About the people I meet. About the little moments that nobody sees but that hold everything together.

And maybe that’s why I’ve always loved my solitude.

There’s something special about doing things on your own. No explanations. No performances. Just you, your time, your rhythm.
I travel alone. I go to concerts alone. I walk through new cities with my headphones on and my camera in hand.
Not because I don’t want company, but because I don’t need it to feel complete.

In solitude, I listen better. I observe more. I notice the things people miss when they’re rushing or trying to fill every silence.
That’s when I feel most like myself. Free. Present. Real.

Some of my favorite memories were made alone, with no one around to see them but me.
And somehow, that makes them even more sacred.

At some point I discovered that sharing what I know feels just as meaningful as creating.
I love helping others see what they’re capable of, and I love the feeling of being a student again, especially when it’s about languages, culture or storytelling.

That’s why I’ve studied teaching, trained in communication, and stayed curious about new tools, new platforms and new ways to express ideas.

Teaching, for me, is never just about explaining. It’s about connection. About listening. About growing together.
I don’t think I’ll ever stop learning, and I hope I never stop sharing either.

My creative path

I studied Audiovisual Production and Communication but honestly, most of what I’ve learned didn’t happen in classrooms.
It happened in the middle of chaos, behind cameras, backstage, on the floor with a laptop editing something that felt important.

Over the years, I’ve taken on many creative roles. Producer, editor, scriptwriter, assistant, photographer, interviewer.
I’ve worked on documentaries, brand videos, music clips, short films, live events and personal projects. Some big, some tiny, but all of them real.

I’m not famous. I don’t chase numbers. Most of the time, my work is seen by fifty people, if that.
But that’s never been the point.

I create because I love it. Because it helps me feel more connected. Because music and visual storytelling have always been the way I understand the world.
I believe in stories that feel lived in, imperfect, emotional. I like the kind of honesty that doesn’t scream but stays with you.

Skull Klub is one of the places where I get to be fully myself.
It started with concert vlogs and grew into a chaotic, cinematic diary about what moves me. I write, film, photograph and edit it all myself. It’s not polished. But it’s mine. And it’s full of heart.

Sometimes I spend days working on a video no one asked for. I write captions like letters. I film scenes just because something in me says “this moment matters.”
And that’s what I trust.
Even if the audience is small. Even if the only person who understands it is me.

I never wanted to fit in one box. I like being the one who dreams the idea, shoots it, writes it, edits it and renders it at three in the morning.
That’s where I feel at home.

The body part of the story ✦

The body part of the story ✦

This is one of the hardest things I’ve ever done.
And also, one of the best.

It started back in 2020, when we were finally allowed outside after the lockdown. It was just me and my bike, two hours a day, twenty kilometers. Every single day. I pushed myself because I wanted to change something. Anything. And I did.

Then I joined a gym because ever since I was a teenager, I had this dream of looking like a superhero. Not for anyone else. Just for me.

Now, years later, I think my relationship with exercise is much healthier. I rest when I need to. I follow routines that mix cardio and strength. My body knows the rhythm. And it loves it.

But it’s still hard. There’s loose skin. There are days when I look in the mirror and don’t see what I hoped to see. And yet, I show up. Because I know what I’ve done. Because I know who I’ve become.

This journey taught me resilience. Not perfection.
And I’m proud of every drop of sweat and every quiet victory along the way.