Anar, my love.
There is a story behind why the name of my favorite fruit rolls off my tongue in neither English nor Spanish.
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The Assassination of João Gordo
When a tree is cut down in order to intimdate certain people, it is called an “assassination”.
Read MoreLudovica and the Art of Yoga
More than the story of how the press never discovered Ludovica’s scandal, my story is one about ageing. About ethics. But more importantly, it is about how the vision of Yoga is transformational.
Read MoreMarlene
It was on the special occasion of her last night in Rio de Janeiro. We were smashed up against the bar of a famous samba venue when two warrior women, exaggerating their merriment, disrespected the personal space of the Queen.
Read MoreThe Carnival Seamstress
Behind the seams of Rio de Janeiro’s spectacular festival by Soledad Dominguez | translated by Ricky Toledano Monica has not slept at home since January 28. And it is most likely that she will not return to her husband and her youngest son until March 4, the day when the Paraiso do Tuiuti samba school will […]
Read MoreNo one in the world is illegal
The past can be truly seductive, despite all the evidence to the contrary and the fact that no one has ever returned from it. That is why I have always been suspicious of nostalgia: it always sprouts in the present, no matter when it was sown from the seeds of what people prefer to remember, and never from the dead seeds of what they prefer to forget.
Read MoreGentrification: problem or progress?
I suspect that whomever can answer that question of whether gentrification is progress or problem shall answer all questions, because it reverts to a much more profound human challenge.
Read MoreThe Curse of Saraswati
If I look irritated, it is because I was. It is in these moments of disappointment, however, when we learn the most.
Read MoreThe Stuccadore Peon
“Do you know why you do not like conceptual art? It is because you know how to solve problems with your hands. You have the means to create plastically, visually. If you only had concepts, you would write.”
Read MoreHOLDING YOUR TONGUE: This year’s most difficult posture
Although it remained unpronounced, Jackass was the insult that surged from inside me, when judging an acquaintance of mine who professed that the world was actually not round; it was flat. He spoke with such absolute certainty that he even held the knot of his tie when he explained that this world-is-round bull was just a myth for the meek.
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