Curious about the everyday people? Well, this what Brazilian builders look like. There was a problem in Ciça's new flat where the gas pipe for the next door flat was actually in the wall here. The men cut this and so cut the neighbors off from their gas (they are the two older people to left). As a side note, this couple is from Croatia and have lived in Chile and Brazil for thirty years. The husband wasn't happy - he didn't want to eat cold food. The lady, however, was nice.
Shift back to the night before I left London: my room mates Bas and Yohanna playing a fair well melody now gone to wherever songs unrecorded go.
A few days later, I am in Port de la Selva, just north of Barcelona in Spain, with Laura. This, then, is an introduction to Laura. She is happy because she just delivered a great theory on the relationship between the show Columbo and the 12th century morality plays from York. She's "chuffed", as she would say.
Here is Laura on the beach.
Now I am out of Europe and in Brazil again, as in the beginning, or, at least, for your beginning. For my part, this is from three weeks prior to the first photos in Ciça's flat. This is in the town of Araguari, in the state of Minas Gerais. João is from here and the Latino Dude Man is actually Luke Singer, who is a very good friend of Ciça's in London. We all travelled together to MG and then on to Brasilia, the capitol.
Here is the entrance to that modernist swallowing world that is Brasilia. On the side of the super highway that makes up the main street, this man was selling a likely combination of wares for commuters: safes and barbeque grills.
Dona Regina and Melho, below, are João's mother and sister. He has two others, but I haven't met them, though I saw their photos - this is where João, more or less, grew up. Dona Regina was, again, really kind and made me feel completely at home. The house was unlike any I've been in and entertained certain fantasies regarding it´s broad open layout and the obscure satellite hidden in the back among fruit and vegetable plants growing out in the sun's arid stare.
João's father is a farmer. He rents some of his land out to a factory that makes fuel out of sugar cane, known as 'alcoól'. He took us on a tour of the plant and we saw raw sugar go in one end and come out completely viable gas for cars the other.
This is a wood carving from a the imperial library in Rio de Janeiro of one of the 'bandieros', the Portuguese who colonised Brazil. When the Portuguese court was moved to Rio to avoid Napoleon, they transformed the city into an imperial capitol. Antonio Machado de Assis studied here. (Imagine a link to Wikipedia here - he's very good.)
Now I am out of Europe and in Brazil again, as in the beginning, or, at least, for your beginning. For my part, this is from three weeks prior to the first photos in Ciça's flat. This is in the town of Araguari, in the state of Minas Gerais. João is from here and the Latino Dude Man is actually Luke Singer, who is a very good friend of Ciça's in London. We all travelled together to MG and then on to Brasilia, the capitol.
Here is the entrance to that modernist swallowing world that is Brasilia. On the side of the super highway that makes up the main street, this man was selling a likely combination of wares for commuters: safes and barbeque grills.
Dona Regina and Melho, below, are João's mother and sister. He has two others, but I haven't met them, though I saw their photos - this is where João, more or less, grew up. Dona Regina was, again, really kind and made me feel completely at home. The house was unlike any I've been in and entertained certain fantasies regarding it´s broad open layout and the obscure satellite hidden in the back among fruit and vegetable plants growing out in the sun's arid stare.
João's father is a farmer. He rents some of his land out to a factory that makes fuel out of sugar cane, known as 'alcoól'. He took us on a tour of the plant and we saw raw sugar go in one end and come out completely viable gas for cars the other.
This is a wood carving from a the imperial library in Rio de Janeiro of one of the 'bandieros', the Portuguese who colonised Brazil. When the Portuguese court was moved to Rio to avoid Napoleon, they transformed the city into an imperial capitol. Antonio Machado de Assis studied here. (Imagine a link to Wikipedia here - he's very good.)
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