this might be the first Halloween that I don’t dress in drag. Usually it’s kind of a cop-out: I’ll forget to plan out the logistics of a thoughtful costume so it wont come to fruition, then I’ll just throw on whatever dresses I have left over from ex girlfriends and go from there. But the truth is, I always have tons of fun. This was a picture from the 2012 carnaval I spent in Rio. Kinda bummed I don’t have any pictures of myself from previous Halloweens.
Last night a friend I haven’t seen in over a year told me the best bloco de carnaval (a moving street party of sorts) in Rio is going to start at 7am today. Since I haven’t seen her in so long, and since I’m vacationing in Rio and want to get a decent carnaval experience, I figured I’d wake up at 6 and see if she sent me any more info. It’s 6am, I crawl out of bed, no info in my inbox. This must have been a practical joke… 7am party? I’m going back to bed.
street carnival in Rio de Janeiro, photo by Ricardo Funari
“In Greek mythology, the prophet Orpheus was known for his magical way with music. Ancient poet Simonides of Ceos said Orpheus could charm the trees to dance, the stones to awaken, and the rivers to divert their course with his music…Originally set in Ancient Greece, the story deals with universal themes of life and death, love and loss, archetypes of bad and evil, and the music that brings it all together… For the classic 1959 film Black Orpheus (Orfeu Negro), French director Marcel Camus reset the Greek myth among the Carnaval and West African traditions of Brazil’s Rio de Janeiro. Bursting with color and music, the film is a love letter to a whimsical, lively Brazil.”