Obscenely pleasant beach capoeira retreat Tandawazi

The best way to enjoy the dazzling firm beach and turquoise Indian Ocean view? I’ve already blogged about it on the Dar Capoeira blog, but here’s a bit more photographic evidence of the capoeira festival/retreat Tandawazi 2013 by Capoeira Balancou Negro! Capoeira on the beach, literally   This was our hotel. Left eagerly every morning…

Giant lobster alert (oldschool tech haunts me from 2009)

I dropped my camera last June and never saw it (or my kitchen party photos) again, which has considerably hampered my participation in the compulsive documentation of everyday life. In July I rediscovered the joys of my Minolta and the delayed, yet modest, gratification from seeing your manual film camera prints. So now I’d taken…

Samba stumbling

Brazil: my holiday was a city-residential stay in Sao Salvador at first, house-sitting for a friend of Mateo’s… a military police officer would you believe it (but employed in the military academy as school admin staff). Her house was built near the bottom of a narrow valley, by a steep set of stairs leading up…

What Linda did in Brazil

We stayed in Negao’s house in Itapua outside Salvador: three rooms piled on each other, with an eccentric spiral staircase in the middle, window frames warped, anemic fluorescent lights, half-finished or a bit rickety, with the sound of the waves constantly crashing in the background. Cold showers, a terrace perfect for practicing on, boys twanging…

capoeu-foria

Just thought I’d publish this bit of writing, of which I am quite fond. This got the Abolicao Trust thousands of euros in funding! Those crazy Dutch…Feel free to zone out for the project details at the end. But of course who knows, you might read this, get inspired, and invent some crazy-creative event to…

Li Po Chun: still there

Aside from hosting a baby as a house guest, arguing with my boss, getting the blue/green belt in capoeira and playing at Notting Hill Carnival, turning 29, reconnecting with a lover, and soaking up the pleasure of psychedelic cycling across many bridges in London, the most important thing I’ve done lately is spend a week…

it’s all getting physical

It’s all getting physical. All this chlorophyll green hitting the retina. The rain-forest smells on the way to work on my bike, hitting the back of the brain with a taste of childhood and adventure. For the past several weeks, I’ve had a deep muscle restlessness rising from the pit of my stomach and driving…

Local deep culture events at 6.30 AM

One good thing about being an eternal outsider is that you get to experience odd tourist phenomena even in your own town. In this case, it’s the Oxford May morning shenanigans. Actualy, I should rephrase everything. One good thing about living in Oxford is that it’s a city with deep cultural texture, giving rise to…

Physical basics

I’ve enjoyed a smug weekend, not leavig East Oxford at all. Everything i needed came to me (except dinner guests). The sunshine. Lover. Family phonecalls. In fact, I think I did all the stuff that counteracts nervous breakdowns: enjoying simple, physical things. Sleeping – flanked by the pleasure of snuggling into an abalone (a Meaning…