Photos
- Grim Shadows
- Ethereal Echoes
- Mechanized Pulse
- Midnight Reverie
- Underground Vibes
The fog that has been the norm throughout Trás-Os-Montes this end of year.
Someone once told me at Constantim that the problem isn’t finding people to dance at each front door of the village, is having someone that actually opens the door…
All these Winter Solstice rituals are very different but have one thing in common, at least here in Portugal, there’s always one or more characters that go to each house, where who lives there welcomes them (and their entourage) and celebrate together. If those doors remain shut, which is more and more common, then all this becomes just another parade.
The two kinds of roads you get at Trás-Os-Montes.
Galhofa. Wrestling on top of straw in the barns of Trás-Os-Montes, where showing one’s strength goes hand in hand with local rivalries. Because not everything related with winter solstice has to do with masks.
Yesterday, when I wrote about masks becoming less important to me as I go more often to these masked traditions, this is a bit why: the joy of celebration, the sharing of an identity, those were subtle things I was referring to. The kind of things that actually drive me more to go there than just the mistery of the masks and costumes.
Not on purpose, but today the photo I picked from today’s visit to Grijó de Parada was more in tune to that.
I often tell everyone that the more I go to masked traditions, at least in this corner of Europe, the less important the mask and the costume feels to me. It still is, a lot, don’t get me wrong, but there are so many other subtle things that it feels not fair to look only at that one.
But today, as I quickly browsed through my pictures from my return to Ousilhão, one that caught my eye was one where the mask is the main character.
I’d love to be more consistent, but things aren’t as linear as that 😁
Always having a camera nearby
Sunday mornings where it would felt much better to stay in bed, but glad I didn’t! Hiking at Tapada de Mafra, my mate Bruno’s idea.
Slack has a neat little feature where it plays ambient music when there’s no one else in a call. It’s funny, but I need different options, something like:
Winter afternoon photowalk at Lisbon’s eastern neighborhoods with my mate Bruno. There’s no better way to catch up with friends that also photograph than going on a walk with our cameras, if you happen to take nice shots then that’s an extra bonus!
Also was a chance to take out new gear for a drive, but in the end mostly used only one camera. Mental reminder not to take the X100V when testing new gear…
Time of the year to take the Christmas tree from the basement, turn on the lights and count the days to feast around the table.
Monday morning commute
…aaaaaand one more trip around the sun…
Not leaving home today!
Wrapping up a meeting earlier today…
Manhã pelas ruas de Almada, atrás de algumas das fotos da exposição organizada pela Narrativa a comemorar os 50 anos de elevação à cidade.
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E hoje houve mais um pouco de Rebecca Gaal, depois do Exodus Aveiro Fest no fim de semana hoje foi na Narrativa.
A pensar em algo profundo no Exodus Aveiro Fest. Ou em cerveja. Um dos dois!
📸 Marília Maia e Moura #exodusaveirofest2023
The kickoff message of this year’s #exodusaveirofest. It’s going to be a good weekend!
Travel to a far away place is cool and all that, but these photos won’t cull themselves…
