14/10/2026
During my last trip to Brazil, I had the privilege of witnessing a moment that felt so deeply connected to my roots. A group of jangadeiros (traditional fishermen) returning to shore with their jangada, filled with the freshest catch of the day.
I approached them, introduced myself, and asked if I could photograph them. There was something so beautiful about witnessing this simple, honest part of my Ceará a scene that carries generations of tradition, hard work, and the soul of our Northeast.
My dad, who has always loved fishing, quickly made friends with them and, of course, went home with a freshly caught fish. 🐟
Before leaving, I thanked the fishermen and told them how much of a gift it had been to witness them doing what they do. To me, they represent so much more than fishing. They represent our roots, our culture, our resilience, and a way of life that deserves to be remembered.
Gratitude is the word that comes to mind. 🌊
My inner photojournalist could never let a moment like this pass without documenting it. But beyond the photographs, I think what moved me most was the feeling of being connected to a place, to its people, and to a part of myself that will always belong to Ceará.
Some photographs are not just about what we see. They are about what we carry within us. And this is one of those stories. 🐚
