Redley — Groove
A day in Copacabana moves to its own rhythm — bodies, waves, heat, music, chance encounters. Somewhere between the sidewalk and the sea, the city loosens its grip, and for a moment, everything feels a little better.
Sugarloaf Mountain in silhouette against a pale dusk sky, a couple resting at its summit
A woman stands at the Copacabana shoreline, eyes closed and a hand in her wet hair, the city hazy behind her
A man laughs as he carries a friend in a striped Redley shirt on his shoulders, sky and hills behind
A split-level view of a swimmer's face breaking the surface, the Copacabana skyline and Sugarloaf beyond
A young man bodysurfs a breaking wave toward shore, a Redley sandal in his hand
A pair of white Redley flip-flops on Copacabana's black-and-white wave-patterned pavement
A shirtless man walks toward the surf holding wooden frescobol paddles, rocks and a breaking wave ahead
A woman in a straw hat stands on the sand beside two empty red beach chairs, a graffitied cliff behind
A hand lifts a pair of black Redley flip-flops from the warm sand beside bent knees
A man and a woman sit back to back on the sand at golden hour, sandals in hand
Credits
- Arthur Villares
- Pablo Aguiar
- Redley
- Uruca