A curated monthly dose of lifestyle, culture, and rhythm from San Miguel de Allende.
Pedro Friedeberg turned imagination into architecture, furniture, and symbols that reshaped surrealist design. In San Miguel de Allende, his world still lives on.
San Miguel de Allende did not just show up at Mexico City Art Week 2026. It shaped its tone. A review of the artists and moments that made its presence impossible to ignore.
Algo Más de Lola transforms Casa Basalta during Mexico City Art Week into an immersive environment where art, sound, and architecture dissolve the boundary between viewer and work, offering art that transcends the frame.
Spencer Tunick comes back to San Miguel de Allende ahead of Art Week, reconnecting with the city, the community, and the collaborators who helped shape his approach to the naked human body as art and activism.
Natalie Stoclet breaks down Mexico City Art Week with an insider’s eye, from the fairs that anchor the week to the quieter moments that tend to stay with you.
San Miguel’s YAM Gallery marks a decade at Zona Maco, bringing together Cisco Jiménez and Taller 30 artists Iván Puig and Daniela Edburg in a presentation that extends from the fair floor into Mexico City Art Week’s wider cultural landscape.
Beyond the weddings and postcard views, San Miguel de Allende is shaped by those who quietly document its real rhythm. These photographers capture the city as it is lived, built, and felt.
A psychedelic ranch just beyond San Miguel de Allende, Timmyland is an immersive architectural landscape shaped by obsession, folklore, and organic design, and a singular venue for gatherings that defy convention.
The backstage of San Miguel’s creative scene. Cellos spin, insects get microscopes, fungi become architecture, and coral gets a second chance. It is less a studio and more a long conversation about how the world really works.
In 1975, Mary Jane Miller woke up on the floor of an elevator in her Boston apartment building. The car had carried her up and down all night, a slow, mechanical meditation on direction and descent. She remembers opening her eyes and thinking, no one even noticed. That endless ride became a metaphor for the …
