Collection 001
The Baixada is the low country on the edge of Rio. Flat, hot, and largely unphotographed.
Everyone calls him Nénem. He is fifty‑one years old. His name is on the door of his shop and I have never read it.
Film 010
He poured me a beer I didn't order. I drank it. He poured another. Neither of us has said a word in an hour and this is the closest I've felt to anyone all year.
Film 004
The bass arrived before the sound did. I felt it in the window first. Then the floor. Then my chest.
Film 005
One shirt came out of it.