Learn a little about the experience during film school, and how a trip changed the direction of things.
In March 2019, I was holding the Collective Exhibition Resistência Vagalume, with the series “Quanzos Mãos Fazem um Maracatu?”, at the Murillo La Greca Museum, in Recife, when the results of the call for the Floripa na Foto Festival came out, announcing those selected for the exhibition “Vestiremos as Cores que Quisermos”.
In 2018 I started a photography course to develop my work that was offered by Escola Livre de Imagem, which was led by the dear Mateus Sá, Eduardo Queiroga and Dani Bracchi at the Murilo La Greca Museum for almost 1 year, with weekly meetings. In the group there were some faces known to both photographers and friends, and other people who during this period became companions of our non-collective collective Vagalumes.
When I arrived in Olinda, I wanted to continue my academic life and decided to do a postgraduate degree in Photography and Image in the same year, but the class didn't close immediately and it was only possible the following year; The course lasted around...
Going to a show that we like is always connecting with those who sing, who seem to feel the same way as those who wrote. When I'm on stage, it's as if that scene is happening in slow motion, with countless colored lights just for me. So I dive into the vibration of the musicians, the music, myself, what I feel, what I see, and I pay attention, until a point where I click and from there my eye, my head, my body and my camera enter into another plan that I see everything that happens before me, like magic.
I'm in the VHS era, where we lived in video stores to rent movies on the weekend and return them on Monday, and we did everything to avoid the late fee, since it was half price. He had a TV with a built-in VHS recorder, and he was always recording clips at Manchete. And since Paleozoic times, technology has allowed us to choose the movie or series we want, lying in bed or while working, traveling, having lunch... So I decided to write unpretentiously about what I think of some Netflix series and movies that I watched, and as I didn't even finish the first period of film school, I don't know if I need authorization for that … And in order not to start with this text, not to mention something to watch, I'm going to talk a little about it.
Well, this is a series that I worked on the most, from reviewing the material that was captured in 2015, to reading the portfolio, course, months of intense work of experimentation and collective discussions about the material, until it took shape, and the first work expo will be held in 2018.
The year 2015 was a moment that, without realizing it, I was very involved with the culture of Pernambuco, and in the first semester alone I had photographed three events that had Maracatu as their central theme.
In the State of Pernambuco, northeast Brazil, it is common to see Maracatus presentations and the reproduction of their images stamping the cities and the collective imaginary of Pernambuco;
The overflowing of the Una River with the high rainfall, left the city in a state of public calamity. A few months after that fateful period, the expedition with photographers and other artists arrived in the city of Palmares. Some of the staff set up an exhibition of Ricardo Peixoto in the public square, Diabolin put on circus performances and the renowned photojournalist Evandro Teixeira walked with the group of photographers.
This is the first text I talk about this series, and also the first series I made. And it's interesting to think about it, and review this place, because when I look back and think about how it started, it's at the same time looking at the beginning of my journey.
It is common to see groups of people playing capoeira in Olinda, whether in Alto da Sé or on the beach... but when I went to Barcelona, I didn't imagine seeing it, especially during the first walk to Iemanjá in the Catalan city. It was like being at home. I already had the Veste Branco project in progress, and I photographed the capoeira circles because they were part of that procession, which at times was stopped for some people from capoeira groups made up of Brazilians and Spaniards from the city. When I went back and looked at the images calmly, some were kind of abstract, the bodies looked amorphous, and I wanted to try more of this other way of seeing the body. Be it multiple, or deconstructed, cut, recreated. So I'd like to share some of these images, and their ramifications.