- "The Tio never developed a monumental architecture, not because they were not able to, but because they were not interested." –Jan Vansina
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Monthly Archives: October 2010
Here’s some pretty striking 60s-era propaganda I recently came across in the archives: Translation: “Mozambique is only Mozambique because it’s Portugal.” Confused?
This happened last week in front of Maputo’s city hall. Filmmaker Pipas Forjaz happened to be there with his Iphone. Check out Forjaz’s music videos here, here, and here. And here’s his commercial for Mozambique Airlines, starring the inescapable MC … Continue reading
The movies were a big deal in Lourenço Marques in the 60s and 70s. By independence in 1975, there were more than a dozen cinemas in town or in the suburbs. The Gil Vicente, the Scala, the 222 and its … Continue reading
Slideshow after the jump.
(Story began here and there are great photos here.) One evening, in 1969, Dinis was at Café Suiça with his friends, and the group somehow started chatting with the two men who were sitting at an adjacent table. In the … Continue reading
Dinis Marques, the subject of the previous post, just sent me incredible photos of him in Chamanculo in 1965. Images of that place during that time are not easy to come by. More after the jump. If you’re curious what Dinis … Continue reading
Whenever I’m in Maputo, people frequently feel the need to inform me that there’s a pen behind my ear, as if it got there without my knowing it, with the implication that I should remove the pen immediately, like it’s … Continue reading
On Tuesday, the day the country celebrated the 100th anniversary of the end of the monarchy, a friend gave me a whirlwind tour of Aveiro, the Venice of Portugal. Once you’ve seen the canals, you head for the museum, which … Continue reading
(Story began here and continued here. This is the final part.) The hotel by the bridge, owned by one of the Hassam brothers, had one of the few swimming pools in Tete. It was called Paraíso Misterioso—Mystery Paradise—and I can’t … Continue reading