Edmundo Aquino surprises his public with a race of strange figures, grotesque, sometimes only approximately human.

Characters that we do not find in the street, of a hieratic state which vaguely evoke prehispanic sculptures or, perhaps, and maybe in greater measure, the figures in clay, cloth, straw of popular art, distant descendents of these. Inhabitants of the world in which the artist's fantasy moves, their extravagant aspect reflects Aquino's sense of humor, his fine irony.

And to say it once, the art of Aquino is joyous art, not a frequent case in Mexico.

Mariana Frenk Westheim (Art critic- Mexico)