Out of every corner of the small bar you hear some tambourine, a rattle, clapping. Every now and then someone new comes by and joins the band, like this old man. And the whole bar is singing and dancing…
When I walked around these ladies grabbing the crabs during the low tide I heard their giggeling and laughing on and on. I’m not sure if it was because of the stranger prowling around them or because they were just cheerful as every day.
I really like to take portraits of people. But I also like capturing them from behind, waiting for customers, like this ice-cream-seller, or when they are just standing around without any certain purpose.
Watched a Capoeira group in Santa Teresa when I saw this boy. The name on the shirt reminds me of a story I saw in TV when I was a child (“Roots”). Interesting to see that someone still uses that name of a slave nowadays.