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 

The Lagos Boys From one mega city to the next. Young, determined and full of life, three Nigerian men from Lagos are amongst the more than 500 families occupying the former Othon Palace hotel (empty for over nine years) in downtown Sao Paulo, in the hopes of finding a decent place to live. It’s odd now, as once I again I find myself telling the same story about the struggles of African youth in Nigeria but this time on a different continent in the same context. Cities provide hope and dreams but greedy worlds provide distress and discontent.

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

The Immigrant and The Palace Cuban immigrant Ifrain picks a flower from the rooftop of the former Othon Palace. He is occupying a room here that is directly in front of Sao Paulo’s city hall. He pays a symbolic rent of $150 Reais to the movement Luta por Moradia Digna (Struggle for a Dignified Home). Ifrain and I spoke on the distorted values of how Capitalism today makes the individual produce, produce and produce to finally keep it all to himself over the ideas of Socialism where we can produce, produce and produce and share our gains with others. Ifrain has been doing just that since he arrived here nine years ago in odd jobs, but his employers have never failed to take advantage of his multiple skills and not compensate him for going beyond his job’s responsibilities. In the room where he stays now, he houses three young men from Lagos, Nigeria who recently arrived only two months ago.

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

Hate Your Hate? If you do, your still in hate and that leads only to an increase of hate. We humans, have a poor habit of thinking that destroying and obliterating makes things disappear. Wrong. This reaction either produces more bits of hate, which no matter what size are hate spread out around a larger surface and in constant movement. The way out of hate I would say is to first admit it all together, then accept it and then in self-awareness you can easily move out of it every time it shows itself. Other prefer the endless argument over the necessity to hate to relinquish other more malignant ills, yet hate is a singularly enormous driving energy the arrives. It is not personal or unique to anyone, therefore the collective has the power to stop it.

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

Bright as Day. Unlike Gotham but just as dark, São Paulo is a city that never sleeps and it would seem that the lights which shine so bright never actually bring on a true night. Where does that leave your dreams? Brain activity increases with light recognition going from Theta, where the unconscious lies to Beta waves, where the conscious and judging mind exists. Never mind the noise pollution too, where a motorcycle, a car horn or a trudging bus line keeps the racket home even in the multiply multiplied sky rises. Sleep if you can but you may hardly ever rest.

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

The Day After the World Cup. It’s 01:13 AM and I have reached metro Paraiso at the other end of Av Paulista where I started at metro Consolação. On the way I saw many more, some under carps, others under blankets, cardboard, paper and one with her couple, she was urinating in the dark and then cuddled back with her partner. Then there was Jose Antonio, shouting “People I need help, give me something to eat, c’mon please!” Then he stopped and I said hello I gave him five Reais and a woman gave him a sandwich told him Jesus loves and to vista an evangelist church to get food, shelter, guidance and love. Then I asked to take a photograph and he said yes and he kept on yelling the same thing. It’s really difficult to be on the street and it’s difficult to get off it, but surely it was a difficult process too, to get to be on the street. I can keep on showing you the Sleepers of São Paulo every night and every time there would be a new place, a new person. And? I even shot the trash on the way, piles of trash, because often I was confusing them with it, so I recorded it just the same. They are objects left behind by the people, and some of the people have become objects left behind too. It’s 01:30, they’re still there, maybe not.

©2014 Carlos Cazalis/All Rights Reserved. Sao Paulo, Brazil.

Forever Foes. Argentina and Brazil will forever be mortal foes in football. The irony was seeing Brazilian fans cheer for Germany after being defeated in a historical and humiliating defeat in the semi-finals. The Brazilian chant, “Mil Gols, Mil Gols, Mil Gols, O Pelé é maior, Maradona cheirador” could be heard through the streets here in São Paulo. Above an Argentine fan lifts two fingers to the live transmission of the TV crews watching the game in the city, while a Brazilian fan below him celebrates.

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