Views of The Territory of Play
Bumba meu Boi – Saint Peter
Our friend and expert on the Bumba meu Boi game, Prof. Dr. Soraia Chung Saura, visited us here in Maranhão and she…
Bumba meu Boi – Saint Marçal
Our friend and expert on the Bumba meu Boi game, Prof. Dr. Soraia Chung Saura, visited us here in Maranhão and she…
Bumba meu boi – Saint John
Our friend and expert on the Bumba meu Boi game, Prof. Dr. Soraia Chung Saura, visited us here in Maranhão and she…
Bebe Fumo
On departure the luggage consists of a spoon, a bucket and an empty sack. Upon return, it’s a sack full of bebe…
Doll baptism
According to its citizens, Abadia is a land of medicine women, midwives and herbs that work better than any pill. A land…
Little boats
Neck deep in water, Felipe never tired of watching his little boat slide around on the whims of the wind and the…
The hands that make the boys
There are boys who, while making their toys, are like a bird learning to fly, they have a deep desire and persistent…
Boy hunters (Part IV)
The house was far, hard to get to, with countless gates to open and several splits on the road where we had…
Boy hunters (Part III)
Is hunting a big boy’s thing? Neto is only 2 years old, the second youngest of nine brothers, an attentive boy with…
Boy hunters (Part II)
On the way there, everyone walks quickly through the bush, eagerly anxious to see if there is something in the trap they…
Boy Hunters (Part I)
Anxious, with fast movements and speaking quickly, the boys insist on taking us to the mangrove to hunt for gaiamum (a type…
Remembering… (Part II)
Dona Joana would leave the house at 4 o’clock in the morning and, walking down the trail with a kerosene lamp, she…
Remembering… (Part I)
Sitting in the corner of the living room, Dona Custódia da Conceição tries to look where she can see the past and…
An exchange of toys and games
The days go by but the kids’ desire to show us what they know remains. When night falls they’ve already surrounded us…
Tiny weapons made of palm straw
For days the boys of Tatajuba have been telling us about their tiny weapons made of palm straw. I’ve seen entire arsenals…
The Nasepotiti Village
Nasepotiti means “burnt bat” – eating bats was an old custom of some of the Panará people. Today the bats fly freely…
August is the windy month
August is the windy month, and the winds call for bicudas and arraias, or airplanes and kites, in the sky. Acupe is…
“I think it was an apparition”
The fire invites us to talk about fear, to listen about courage, to warm us from the cold. The moment we sat…
Manufacturing fear: the masks of Seu Dodô
Beneath a mango tree, Seu Dodô creates his incredible paper masks. These are masks borne out of a fearful imagination and painted…