A flashback... - João Pedro Almeida

Today I’m getting ready to a “ritual” that now I’m getting very used to: rushing the Christmas lunch, get my things ready and packed, do the long drive that takes me to the Northeastern corner of Portugal, where the very ancient Winter Solstice traditions are still very much alive.

As I pack my gear my mind goes back to the foggy mornings at Grijó de Parada, in the first time I went to try to capture it, with lots of red, hooded, mysterious figures jumping from the mist; only to loose the handcrafted masks when there’s wine and food in the table!

Right now my mate João Maia is already on its way, while I still have one hour to write this, for the next few days well be back t these and other winter celebrations in our “little big North”…