I was looking through some folders on my computer the other day (while i was supposed to be working) and i came across my images from Brasil that i shot several years ago and have never done anything with. I have been promising friends over there that these would end up on the website, and so far there has always been too much to do to actually do anything about it. Well, i’m an expert procrastinator, so while i was supposed to be doing other things i sat down and worked up this image a bit.
I came across the old barman of Parati-Brasil, while walking through some magic coastal bush just out of a 15th century town of Parati (pronounced Para-chi). The trail went out around some headlands covered in South American rainforest that ran right down to the waters edge, the coastline was craggy and beautiful with many inlets and deep, steep sided bays.
It wasn’t a particularly long or difficult hike, the path was pretty flat and the views were stunning, but it was certainly wilderness.
After about 4 hours of walking we suddenly came across this tiny house perched on the side of the hill at the waters edge, amongst the trees, and a bar… Yes, a bar.
Not quite what i had been expecting, but the beer was cold and welcome, and the barman had a great face. If the face is the map of a persons life, this guy had been lots of places! I had my Hasselblad XPan on this trip, its my standard travel camera, or was (until the 5D came along), and although not the usual portrait format i like the details of the mans life and work around him, it adds context.
I’m sorry to say i have forgotten his name, but i will always remember the experience