Carlos Moreira (1936-2020) was and is perhaps our best translation of the flâneur, described by the poet Charles Baudelaire and told by the philosopher Walter Benjamin. A walker. His steps and eyes always took him to walk through the streets of cities, to record with his camera and look closely at what was happening around him.
A Brazilian Bressonian. An admirer of French photographer Henri Cartier-Bresson (1908-2004), he recounted that it was with the Frenchman that he learned to look at the street, the rigor of framing, waiting for the perfect photo and at the same time registering the spontaneity of the scene. Walking around was his pleasure, meditating another. He liked to delve into his interior so that he could, in his photographs, present images rich in emotions.
He studied, it's true that only for a while – it would be better to say that he walked through the faculties of Engineering, Psychology, Sociology and Philosophy between the ages of 22 and 28. He later majored in Economics. And that brought him a delicacy that surfaced in his photographs. He was an attentive teacher, he taught many the art of looking, of observing, always supported by a poetic delicacy.
Photography was the way he found to communicate with people. In an interview she gave me in 2009, she stated: “I like to photograph and people like my photographs. That's how I became a photographer. I became someone when I started to photograph. Before that, I just floated through life.” Now Carlos Moreira is gone! He left countless apprentices, left countless eyes that keep searching with the delicacy he taught to see what is not apparently visible.
* In 2019, on the occasion of Carlos Moreira’s retrospective at Espaço Cultural Porto Seguro, journalist Hélio Campos Mello also wrote about Moreira’s work: “[The work] comes to light through cameras and techniques chosen in a healthy eclectic way”. Read the article here.