Goodnight Moon

To be home with the goat dog and a nice bed, it's a really nice feeling. The reality of lacking and seeking paid work hasn't started to bother me. Seeing old friends and being pitched offers to join forces in creative endeavours is both flattering and exciting. I'm eagerly anticipating a call from the film lab telling me to pick up my 34 rolls of developed film. I'm surprisingly eager to also take weeks to scan it all.

It was the best summer of my life, and the momentum is still here. What I lacked in writing I made up for by working on my photography. I'm starting to gain the confidence to shoot the candid street portraits that I aspire to do well. There's something about capturing people in their natural stances that appeals so much to me. In a day and age of relentless image productions, it's fresh to simply document things as they are. There's something that feels more legitimate about working with the conditions at hand --although I do respect studio work. Being a sneaky ninja photographer is more me.

I'd like to share the blog of my good friend Marcelo, a fantastic musician from Sao Paulo who compiled an excellent list of his favourite Brazilian albums of all time. Move your furniture out of the way, because you're going to want to move around to the brilliant and fun rhythms.

http://marceloporai.blogspot.rs/