Na Liberdade. Or In Liberty metro station, also known as little Japan, downtown, a lonely cold man with black shoes, sits like a rock. Blade Runner comes to mind all the time.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-T1 

DJ Don A Toxico. Just a great Rock N’ Roll DJ who happens to wear a Mexican wrestling mask while spinning vinyl at Astronete, in Sao Paulo.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-T1 

Beware of False Prophets. We say goodbye to Brazil, we say goodbye to beautiful people wishing freedom from corrupt politicians promising multiple selfish solutions. We say goodbye to the idealistic enemies of the true love of god. We wish peace, harmony and happiness to all those who lie and betray for they know not what they do. Above, an evangelist, preaching hard against the maladies of Brazilian society, against woman’s sexuality, against man’s shame. His stare was into the abyss, his words with no meaning, his claims full of pain and yet he spoke out loud, bravely and against authoritarian power directly to the military police that tried to stop him. We all have something to learn from one another, don’t we?

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-T1 

He Who Was Executed Lives. Or "Un Fusilado Que Vive" is the performance by the Artist Enrique Jezik, seen here in São Paulo at the Galeria Vermelha. Jezik moves around the center of an iron plate, scrambling hard metal audio, while he is literally and continuously shot at by all four sides.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-T1 

The Artist Key Sawao. Both contemporary dancer and director, Brazilian artist Sawao works on showing both the transformation and expressions of the body and its relation to the imagination in space.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-T1 

Letter to a Friend on Water in São Paulo.

Hi
I’m still here in Sao Paulo, leaving tomorrow night.
The city reached a threshold last week in its fresh water supply.
The Cantareira reservoir has gone down to it’s limits. It’s at 17% volume now, a year ago it was at 54%.
All the water being extracted now is considered still water at the very bottom, thus concentrated with heavy deposits, like feces and heavy metal deposits like mercury.
I, who arrived here in late June have stopped drinking the water from the filter, because now you can actually taste and smell the metals.
The lack of water is due to a drought from last summer, it’s winter here now and it has barely rained since I arrived, barely, and remember we’re in the tropics.
It’s projected that the summer rains will only be able to fill the reservoir 25%.
Potentially speaking then, the 20 million people will run out of that new water very quickly too. They’re drinking, cooking and bathing in it now.
But what if the drought continues this summer?

I Was Lost Until I Looked in the Mirror. And I found the depth of me had nothing to do with the surface of me. So I wandered endlessly on concrete jungles searching for humanity and I had to go back into the reflection to see I was alone in a crowd.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-100S

Cost of Living Is Really All About Housing

(Source: thisiscitylab)

Nicholas Doesn’t Have a Band. Is the name of the Brazilain punk rock band formed during the occupation of the building Ouvidor in downtown São Paulo. Formed primarily from artists from the state of Rio Grande do Sul, they are on an expressive adventure against the capitalist system and in some ways society’s norms at large.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.
Shot on a Fuji X-Pro1