Zé João lives in ‘Bairro Serafina’, a poor suburb of Lisbon which distinguishes itself from similar neighborhoods because it’s crossed by the ‘Águas Livres Aqueduct’. This piece of 18th-century engineering is part of an almost 58 km long network of canals that used to bring drinkable water to the city. The aqueduct became famous when Diogo Alves, a Spanish criminal who was suspected of killing more than 70 people in Portugal from 1836 to 1840, chose the structure for his field of work. He would wait for his victims crossing the... Read The Rest →
Apart from being a beautiful historic city tourists love to visit, Lisbon is also a city of creatives from all over the globe. Portuguese and foreign makers alike settle down in the capital to start their business. LISBONEYE had a talk with some members of this so called ‘creative class’, and makes their enthusiasm tangible in a series called ‘Lisbon, city of Makers’. Will Lisbon ultimately become the new Barcelona (think mass tourism and gentrification) or rather develop into a Berlin style creative hub? Watch the little movies we made! ... Read The Rest →
With its many hills, Lisbon doesn’t seem to be an ideal biking city, one would think. Still, Vélocité at Avenida Duque d’Àvila is a splendid success. According to owner João Camolas, Lisbon IS a bike city. “More and more Lisboetas buy a bike and use it for their daily home-work trips. Of course there are the hills, but they attract so much the attention that nobody sees that actually most part of the city is quite flat and ideal for biking. And it seems that people were waiting for something like Vélocité... Read The Rest →
Antonio Variacoes, a former barber, was an innovative avant garde singer-songwriter who blended contemporary music genres with traditional Portuguese music in his songs. He died too young, at the age of 40 (1944-1984). One of the songs that made him famous is called ‘É p’ra amanhã’
“If you need to know something, why not just ask around? These days, just talking to each other might be the most disruptive solution of all.” Portugal is an excellent country for that, and people in Lisbon are very approachable: taxi drivers turn out to be genuine city guides, shop keepers leave their shop to show you the right way, bartenders tend to explain you the current national politics or latest developments in football, street vendors enjoy to talk about their country, and just every ordinary Lisboeta happens to be... Read The Rest →
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Portuguese artist Joana Vasconcelos impressed all visitors of the Venice Biennale of 2013 with ‘Trafaria Praia’, a decommissioned passenger ferry boat that used to ply the waters of the Tagus, transformed by Vasconcelos and her team of painters, seamstresses, carpenters, metalworkers and electricians into an inside-and-out work of art. Vasconcelos works a lot with Portuguese crafts – it’s all about knitting, embroidering and crocheter really! An impression of our visit to her studio in Lisbon.
…and caught me and some fellow Lisboetas at the picturesque yet busy intersection between Baixa, Bairro Alto and Chiado: Praça Luís de Camões. Gentle little portrait of the city’s heart, by Sofia Perpetua and Toninho Neto. [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2aXUrgC7ik[/youtube]
We know it mostly from the bottle caps, but cork is actually everywhere, and Portugal is the biggest cork producer in the world. I published an article about it in DAMnºmagazine: http://www.damnmagazine.net/en/article/corkiness
Fado, which origins go back until the 1820’s, but is probably much older, had a difficult time after the Carnation revolution in 1974. It is the genre had become recuperated by the dictatorship – it was one of the 3 F´s Salazar had used to keep his people down: Fatima (which represents catholic faith referring to the famous pilgrimage village Fatima), Football (still omnipresent in Portugal) and Fado. Salazar cleaned up the genre – all songs true to its sailor and prostitution roots about cocaine, booze and sex went out;... Read The Rest →