LOVE IN COURAÍSO
Nestled beneath the trees on the banks of the Coura River in a shady spot, passionate bodies bathe in rays of sunlight. Nature offers some refuge from the heat and electricity of the festival, leaves filter light onto the sleepy look of those who enjoy the paradisiacal ambient. Energies recharging, folded into each other. Bodies meandering downstream, along with a parade of unicorns, ducks and bits of inflatable fruit. Bodies floating together, lingering to cover themselves under branches. Companions - new or old - interlaced, by the limbs of their bodies. Couples in "Couraíso" resting by the river. Bodies oblivious to the world around them.
Aninhado sob as árvores nas margens do Rio Coura num local à sombra, os corpos apaixonados banham-se em raios de sol. A natureza oferece algum refúgio do calor e da eletricidade do festival, as folhas das arvores filtram o iluminar do olhar sonolento de quem aproveita o ambiente paradisíaco. Recarregasse energias, dobrados um no outro. Corpos no rio serpenteantes a jusante, junto com um desfile de unicórnios, patos e pedaços de frutas insufláveis. Corpos flutuando juntos, parando em recantos para encobrirem-se sob galhos. Paixões - novas ou antigas - entrelaçadas, pelos membros dos seus corpos. Casais no “Couraíso” descansando junto ao rio em corpos desconectados do mundo ao seu redor.
Fotografia: Diogo Baptista
What is Boom?
Boom is losing your phone in the sand at the Dance Temple, thousands of Boomers raving on top of it. A new friend stops partying and spends hours in the dark helping you look. You decide to stop stressing and let go of anxiety... you laugh at the irony of ‘disconnect to connect’, written on the back of the Dharma Dragon newspaper. So, you go on an adventure with this new friend, time flies but Boom is a temporary infinity. It gets colder, you’re cloaked in a fresh dew that darkness brings. There’s a light that guides you to exactly where you need to be. Exploring, you lose track of time and stumble upon the humbling sight of the full moon blanketed in a midnight blue night’s sky, setting over the lake. Shimmering, it sends ripples across the almost still lake and goosebumps along your skin. It’s the perfect moment. You’re silenced by the beauty of the moon set and, together with your new friend, you huddle together to keep warm and watch it all. The moment is serendipitous. You’ve made a new connection; one that’s pure, raw. It happened so naturally that you barely even realised...
What’s Boom, you ask? That’s just 12 hours of Boom.
Photography: Diogo Baptista
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