Tepito, one of Mexico City’s toughest neighbourhoods, is the historic cradles of Mexican boxing. Here, boxing is not merely a sport; it is resistance, identity, and, for many, the only path toward dignity and survival.
They express the fighting spirit of a community that has long struggled at the margins, and the warrior heart that has shaped Tepito into one of the historic cradles of Mexican boxing.
Here, boxing is not merely a sport; it is resistance, identity, and, for many, the only path toward dignity and survival.
Tepito’s boxing legacy looms large. For generations, it has produced some of Mexico’s most celebrated boxers, figures whose triumphs bring pride to a barrio better known for poverty, counterfeit markets, and crime. Even the local metro station bears a boxing glove, a reminder of Tepito as la madre de campeones (mother of champions).
In a place where quick profit from contraband or crime can be dangerously seductive, boxing gyms become sanctuaries: spaces of discipline, purpose, and belonging. The gyms are like an extended family, built on sweat, structure, and second chances.
This project follows a group of young boys on a major fight day, chasing the dream of becoming champions and providing for their families. Outside the ropes, the streets are packed, neighbours, family, and friends spilling into the crowd, shouting and cheering them on.
I wanted to show not the bouts, but the build-up: weigh-ins, warm-ups, hand taping, nervous glances, shared jokes, last words from coaches. Brief moments when fear or anxiety may pierce the bravado, the weight of history and expectation on their shoulders, before they head into the ring to face it head-on.























