(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - 20 Abril 2009, Praça da Figueira)
Spot on!
No teenagers where harmed during the taking of this picture.
20 April 2009
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6 April 2009
Who's there?
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Abril 2009)
Last weekend, I was on my way to a market to take some pictures but decided to stopped along the way for this. This is a picture of a shadow of a man who talks to himself and sells books in downtown Lisbon.
I wish I had caught the shadow of this head!
Napping
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Março 2009)
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Março 2009)
Yup, this man is really sleeping. It was the middle of the afternoon, and this nice looking man was taking a nap on a bench in a public square in Lisbon.
The statue of a man with a book instead of a face is Fernando Pessoa, a Portuguese poet.
3 April 2009
I Love You
Remember falling in love to this ↓?
No? Shame on you. It's 18 love stories, each one set in a different district in Paris, each directed by a different director and tons of actores and actrices. Just to name a few directors you have Gérard Depardieu, Olivier Assayas, Sylvain Chomet, Gus Van Sant or the Coen Brothers. When it comes to actors, well, they are literaly, tons: Gaspard Ulliel, Natalie Portman, Elijah Wood, Steve Buscemi, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Nick Nolte, Fanny Ardant, Emily Mortimor, and many more. (movie trailer here). 
No? Shame on you. It's 18 love stories, each one set in a different district in Paris, each directed by a different director and tons of actores and actrices. Just to name a few directors you have Gérard Depardieu, Olivier Assayas, Sylvain Chomet, Gus Van Sant or the Coen Brothers. When it comes to actors, well, they are literaly, tons: Gaspard Ulliel, Natalie Portman, Elijah Wood, Steve Buscemi, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Nick Nolte, Fanny Ardant, Emily Mortimor, and many more. (movie trailer here). Well, now there is going to be an american version, this time focussing on NYC. The concept is the same - 1 director per area in NYC and a handfull of great actors and stories - and it is almost opening in the US. Can't wait to watch this one. (poster below, movie info here and trailer here)
Laughing Matters
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - 31 Março 2009)I have no ideia who these people are. Apparently, this lack of knowledge is becoming recorrent.
I saw this couple last week in a square is Lisbon, drinking beer and just hanging. They must have been camera shy because everytime I tried to take a picture, the girl would turn her head away from me. This is the best I could do.
I like the picture beacuse he looks really happy. I caught him him the middle of a relatively loud laughter. The colors, well, I am just playing with them.
2 April 2009
A poem a day keeps the doctor away
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1 April 2009
Knock Knock Knocking on doors
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Flower Power, 30 Março 2009)
I found these doors somewhere in Lisbon. I honestly don't know where I was at the time. I started walking and following people I tought would make good pictures and, next thing I now, I don't know where I am. I mean, I knew more or less where I would eventually end up, but I am still clueless as to the name of the street.
It reads "Sara, you're a ..." Logic ending to the sentence.
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira)
So you never forget your door number.
30 March 2009
Exhibited Photographer (?!)
(when an author publishes a book, he is a 'published author'. When a photographer - even an amateur one such as myself - has an exhibiton of their photos they are an 'exhibited photographer'?)
OH MY GOD!
On Saturday, I received an e-mail from Hugo, a friend of mine living in Salamanca (Spain) and fellow blogger, asking me if I wanted to exhibit some of my photos there!
YES!!
From what I could gather, there are going to be several activities under the same subject. Hugo asked me for pictures regarding "immigrants", "multiculturalism" and "documentary". I only have a few with people - I do mostly details or buildings - so I think I now might have to go and extend my portfolio (or create one). He wants about 10 to 15 pictures with people in the streets, showing the culture, and stuff like that. More, he alreday named the exhibition. "Gentes en Lisboa" (People in Lisbon)! I better step up my game!
OH MY GOD!
On Saturday, I received an e-mail from Hugo, a friend of mine living in Salamanca (Spain) and fellow blogger, asking me if I wanted to exhibit some of my photos there!
YES!!
From what I could gather, there are going to be several activities under the same subject. Hugo asked me for pictures regarding "immigrants", "multiculturalism" and "documentary". I only have a few with people - I do mostly details or buildings - so I think I now might have to go and extend my portfolio (or create one). He wants about 10 to 15 pictures with people in the streets, showing the culture, and stuff like that. More, he alreday named the exhibition. "Gentes en Lisboa" (People in Lisbon)! I better step up my game!
The one bellow, however, has to be included because I LOVE IT.
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira)
"Funny" story: The man with a black coat and hat, with his arm raised - a homeless - started insulting and threatening me. I snaped the picture and left. Really fast.
"Gentes en Lisboa", by Sara Rodrigues Pereira, May 11 to 30, Salamanca, Las Caballerizas (The Stables) - it's in the university's cafeteria, an old stable, hence the name.
29 March 2009
27 March 2009
There is no business like the show business
Last night I when to the theatre!!!
Yes!!
It’s been a while since I last sat butt in those deliciously upholstered really comfy red chairs. It when to watch… THE PRODUCERS.
It was ar Teatro Tivoli, in Lisbon. I have a picture of it here (the man selling chestnuts was not there).
The play tells the story of a guy, Max Bialystock (run-down theatre producer who got his money to put up plays by fulfilling kinky sexual fantasies for really creepy, old rich ladies - main poster, far left), who, together with his new accounting guy, Leo Bloom (who still carries around his baby blanket and needs to stroke it whenever he feels nervous), realise that it is more profitable to make a bad show than a good one: the investors give them money to produce the show (first rule of production: there put your own money in the show), they put on the play but if the play closed because it sucked, they forge the books and keep the remaining money for themselves. And so they decide to produce a musical written by a crazy Hitler-loving pigeon breeder (third from left to right), directed by the most gay of gay stage directors (second from right to left, guy in blue dress. Yes) with a screw that seemed like it just came from the Gay Pride Parade. Superb. Then, they ad a sexy, barely speaking English (in this case, Portuguese) hot secretary/receptionist - center - who dances and flirts her way into their hearts and other anatomic lower parts (…) and you have a Broadway production, filled with … well, I am not going to tell you everything.
The play, oh my God, it was pure theatre. The kind of play made to entertain. It wasn’t meant to educate or teach something, no, it was a play to entertain. There were these high-school kids there who clapped and cheered and whistled more than anyone else. They really seemed to be having a good time. I also did, but I didn’t whistled, specially when Ulla, the sexy Swedish secretary/receptionist showed off her assets (she is a famous soap opera actress in her 20's in real life).
(I had to include this picture because Leo is stroking the baby blanket)
The play began at 9.30 pm and ended after midnight! It was 2 hours and 20 minutes, give or take, plus intermission, plus delays. It began really late, like it does in most theatres in Lisbon, for a reason I don’t know why. I think it would make more sense to start the show at 8, 8.30. Like that, people would get off work at 7 (normal hour to leave work), go to the theatre, grab a bite in a restaurant close by and head off to enjoy a good overpriced show (my ticket was free, I am not complaining). Despite the price (that some people paid), it was so worth it.
I can't wait to catch another play!
Yes!!
It’s been a while since I last sat butt in those deliciously upholstered really comfy red chairs. It when to watch… THE PRODUCERS.
It was ar Teatro Tivoli, in Lisbon. I have a picture of it here (the man selling chestnuts was not there).
The play tells the story of a guy, Max Bialystock (run-down theatre producer who got his money to put up plays by fulfilling kinky sexual fantasies for really creepy, old rich ladies - main poster, far left), who, together with his new accounting guy, Leo Bloom (who still carries around his baby blanket and needs to stroke it whenever he feels nervous), realise that it is more profitable to make a bad show than a good one: the investors give them money to produce the show (first rule of production: there put your own money in the show), they put on the play but if the play closed because it sucked, they forge the books and keep the remaining money for themselves. And so they decide to produce a musical written by a crazy Hitler-loving pigeon breeder (third from left to right), directed by the most gay of gay stage directors (second from right to left, guy in blue dress. Yes) with a screw that seemed like it just came from the Gay Pride Parade. Superb. Then, they ad a sexy, barely speaking English (in this case, Portuguese) hot secretary/receptionist - center - who dances and flirts her way into their hearts and other anatomic lower parts (…) and you have a Broadway production, filled with … well, I am not going to tell you everything.
The play, oh my God, it was pure theatre. The kind of play made to entertain. It wasn’t meant to educate or teach something, no, it was a play to entertain. There were these high-school kids there who clapped and cheered and whistled more than anyone else. They really seemed to be having a good time. I also did, but I didn’t whistled, specially when Ulla, the sexy Swedish secretary/receptionist showed off her assets (she is a famous soap opera actress in her 20's in real life).
(I had to include this picture because Leo is stroking the baby blanket)
The play began at 9.30 pm and ended after midnight! It was 2 hours and 20 minutes, give or take, plus intermission, plus delays. It began really late, like it does in most theatres in Lisbon, for a reason I don’t know why. I think it would make more sense to start the show at 8, 8.30. Like that, people would get off work at 7 (normal hour to leave work), go to the theatre, grab a bite in a restaurant close by and head off to enjoy a good overpriced show (my ticket was free, I am not complaining). Despite the price (that some people paid), it was so worth it.
I can't wait to catch another play!
26 March 2009
Readin' in the Sun
I don't know why but I love this picture. It was taken on Tuesday, and Lisbon was boiling. It was very hot and this guy was just sitting by the shop window reading and enjoying the sun. I envied him as I am sure many passerbys did.
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Março 2009)
25 March 2009
Gotta Go On Loving Lisbon
During the summer months, for a reason which I consider to be stupid even though I don't know why it was taken, the Sta. Justa Elevator had a plexiglass surface all around the sides, as can be (not very well) seen here. Remember? Probably not. I don't think it was to prevent people from jumping because there are wall of worked iron (i think) all around the elevator and the corridor leading there, except for maybe a 5 cm-gap, enough for 'people' to stick their hands and cameras through it and take pictues.
Anyway, I went there again earlier this week because the view from the city is amazing and as I was leaving I noticed that the plexiglass was gone! Hurray!!!
So here is another picture, this time properly taken.
Anyway, I went there again earlier this week because the view from the city is amazing and as I was leaving I noticed that the plexiglass was gone! Hurray!!!
So here is another picture, this time properly taken.
(© Sara Rodrigues Pereira - Março 2009)
It is not exactly the same angle and also because I was wearing pantihose and I didn't want to ... I don't know what the verb is in English ... I didn't want to ruin them.
More to come in a recent future.
19 March 2009
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