For his exhibition Cidade Limpa at Galeria Choque Cultural, Sao Paulo graff artist Zezao hung his work in specially re-created scenes of degraded areas in the city, the very environment that drives his art. On the walls, among the mock…
Continue Reading →A few days ago, I went to check out an instrumental metal band from Sao Paulo called Elma, who covered Portishead in a heavy, swaggering style. Pretty gnarly, right? But wait, it gets even better: They recruited the guitarist's dark-haired…
Continue Reading →The Sao Paulo atelier of Estudio Manus is a place of inspiration for all those who enter into the space, and its no wonder: proprietors/artists Caio de Medeiros and Daniela Scorza take ideas from Brazilian folklore and the insights and…
Continue Reading →I say this with no shame: I want my MTV. In the '80s, people used to mean it when they uttered those four words, but when the '90s came roaring in with demands to rake in more viewers, MTV changed…
Continue Reading →In Brazil, Nike has to break some sweat to gain a following, a totally opposite phenomenon than in the U.S., where Nike fandom oftentimes gets a little ridiculous when any new collaboration is released. For nerds like us here at…
Continue Reading →The world of lotions, soaps and other beauty products is way over my head. Just give me a Dove bar and Neutrogena moisturizer any day and I'm completely happy. Here in Brazil, however, men and women alike have a fascination…
Continue Reading →The term "buyer's regret" is sort of similar, but what do you call it when you see something you like only to find out it's not made for you? Because I'm having a major, itchy case it after seeing Monsieur…
Continue Reading →I love Internet video magazines because they're such great opportunities to present content in a different way, but I haven't found many that hold my interest. After receiving an intriguing poster/flyer for the Brazilian Gema website, I went home and…
Continue Reading →I'm definitely not the only girl with enough purses in my closet to last several lifetimes, but it's embarrassing how much effort and energy is expended by the industry to satiate my purse obsession. The amount of bananas lost over…
Continue Reading →Our refrigerator door is littered with so much roommate correspondence, that even with the addition of some colorful fridge magnets for the local pizza delivery and favorite manicure/pedicure place, it's not exactly an appetizing scene that confronts one on their…
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