Monday, 27 June 2011

On the way to the Suruhara tribe....butterflies mean luck

Timothy Noonon getting some footage on the way 
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Thursday, 23 June 2011

Labrea

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Reading Paul Rafaelles latest book at the reception


Friday, 17 June 2011

Travelling into remote areas

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Through the next 30 days I shall be travelling into very, very remote areas. I shall be working on a documentary on the Suruwara indians with Paul Rafaelle.
Wish us luck mates.


Saturday, 11 June 2011

WONDERFUL NIGHT FALL IN SANTAREM

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Monday, 6 June 2011

Em VErDe noVo: Jovens fazem manifestação contra Usina de Belo Mon...

Em VErDe noVo: Jovens fazem manifestação contra Usina de Belo Mon...: "Hidrelétrica põe em risco aldeias indígenas e a autorização para início das obras fere a Constituição brasileira  O grupo se reuniu nesta se..."

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Gil Serique tira onda em Santarém PA



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Frisbee in Santarem



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Gil Serique windsurfing on the Tapajos river, Santarem



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Thursday, 2 June 2011

Belo Monte

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The Brazilian Government is reluctant in building the Belo Monte Dam no matter how much rain forest will be destroy or how many indigenous people suffer or die.
Clearly, every megawatt produced by this project will be used to produce aluminum to sell to China and India. Perhaps one good way to stop it would be asking the other countries involved in boycotting Brazilian aluminum. A few Chinese organizations are already working on this.

Wednesday, 1 June 2011

Amazon

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I have seem too much flames
too much cries
a few to blame

nowhere to go
nothing to fight for
who is you
where am i
hidden in a mine

In the morning it is all the same
crimes committed
blood on the floor
what am i here for

Ashes in the wind
tears in my eyes
no birds in the sky
what should we try?

No music in the air
bitter smiles in their faces
murky souls
in dead places