Driving in Los Angeles, Hiking in Malibu

Driving in Los Angeles, Hiking in Malibu

By Kátia Moraes The Super Bowl started at 3pm while I was driving on the 405 and then exiting on Sunset, headed for my hiking trail. I went down the famous boulevard with the windows of my car wide open listening to a pagode (style of samba) on KPFK. Looks like people...
Films for Change

Films for Change

By Holly Mosher After living in Rio and working on Brazilian movies as an assistant editor and assistant sound editor in 1995-96, I came back to the United States and fell into producing films. It was a trajectory I never expected as I always thought I’d be working...
Life is Like a River

Life is Like a River

By Kátia Moraes I think that one of the strangest feelings in life is the one you feel when you have to let someone you love go from this lifetime. I’d feel really selfish if I had held on to my mother’s life one more day. That was not “life”, that was...
Inspired by the Unique Brazilian Beat

Inspired by the Unique Brazilian Beat

  Ariel Del Mundo Presents has become a recognizable symbol to the Brazilian community and today Ariel Del Mundo organizes events all over California promoting the famous Brazilian beats. “Ariel Del Mundo Presents and Ariel are two very different figures, I’m very...
In Between Visas, Accents and Nostalgia

In Between Visas, Accents and Nostalgia

By Juliana Machado After living in N.Y. for 9 years I am “landing” in L.A. with an invitation to write an article about studying abroad, since in my years in the U.S. I have assisted in the ‘comes and goes’ of many international students. My first trip abroad from...
Proud to be Brazilian… in NY

Proud to be Brazilian… in NY

By Julia Melim | * Photos by Jeff Hollis Brazilians feel at home again during the New York City version of the Brazilian Day, which happens every year and attracts Brazilians from all over the U.S. remembering what it was like to feel as though we are not foreigners...
Strolling in New York

Strolling in New York

By Kátia Moraes I stood in front of the World Trade Center site and there was silence in my heart. Almost everyone there was silent. The only noise you heard was the traffic on Church St. The sky was cloudy and a fine rain was coming down on tourists who were reading...