Here in our rural hideaway we’re pretty removed from all the World Cup preparations. The shops are all selling yellow and green t-shirts, hats, and vuvuvelas and everyone is staking out their favorite place in front of a big-screen TV, of course. Mr. Crônicas is lining up a back-up plan for when the satellite dish decides to …
Something New Every Day
You learn something new every day. In particular I love how life often decides to give you a crash course in one subject or another. I love it even more when the lessons fly hard and fast one after another. My latest lesson in humility: Over the past weeks I offered up a few of …
Fotocrônica: Political Graffiti
Recently I described my observations on Belo Horizonte’s graffiti scene. I saved two photos for later because there is another sub-genre of graffiti that doesn’t fit into the general definitions I described in my first post. Political graffiti is a category of its own, and is often done for different reasons than why someone would …
City of Caterpillars
Not everyone appreciates a caterpillar but everyone loves a butterfly. That’s the way life is. However, you don’t get one without the other. That’s the way life is, too. I spent my last year of college hanging out with graffiti writers. (Ah, the tough things we do in the name of sociology research.) A dynamic …
Urban Soundtrack: Two Tac
I adore the jazzy sounds of Elza Soares. All except for one song: Two Tac. Over and over I found myself skipping that track in the album because it was too jarring and overwhelming to my ears (so is the video on my eyes, it turns out). But imagine my surprise to discover that this time …
