“Besides soaking it all in… the life, the laughter, the music, the scent, the language, the good and the bad, I helped the tour guide pick up the tourists at their hotels, made sure that everyone was following the unwritten favela community rules, and watched out that the tourists only took pictures where they were allowed to do so.” – Kay Fochtmann. See his photo exhibit at VHS and read the interview on LeipGlo.
In my homeland of Brazil, known as Plastic Surgery Capital of the World, one of the worst things one can be – besides old, disabled and black – is fat. Worse still is being a fat woman. And perhaps even worse than that is being told so (nicely) by other women, when image matters so much in this society.
“I am here in Europe in search of an arm, of a hand, in search of brethren, in search of that big heart that is sensitized by this cause, because the food that is eaten here in Europe comes with Indian blood.” – Ládio Veron
They mistook pragmatism for socialism. What the hell have they done?
Fast food for athletes, earthquake survivor, Michael Phelps using my pen: just another day covering the Olympics.
An Italian resident captivated by Brazil speaks with sadness of the major backward steps the country has been taking, with the impeachment of its first female president and a growing fundamentalist wave.