A Yanomami woman watches a shaman prepare the Yãkoana, food for the spirits. Based on the narrative of a young indigenous woman, the Yãkoana that feeds the Xapiri and allows shamans to enter the world of spirits also proposes a meeting of perspectives and imaginations.
When the flowers of the Mari tree bloom, dreams arise. The words of a great shaman lead to an oneiric experience through the synergy between cinema and the Yanomami dream, presenting poetics and teachings of the peoples of the forest.
With a constellation of black voices and presences, the short film takes a dizzying journey between ancestral and contemporary territories. On this mystical journey, sound and image devours celebrate the black poetry that anchors memories and discovers futures.
Memories of the Brazilian slavery past overflow into ethereal landscapes and harrowing noises. Through a visual poetic essay, an intimate and sensory journey reflects on the silencing and invisibility of black people in diaspora.
An eye-opening he said/she said perspective on timbó fishing, a traditional practice of the Indigenous Yanomami people that involves the entire community and a vine used to stun fish, seamlessly blends preservation documentary, origin myth, magic realism and the reality of mining and economic threats to Yanomami culture in this formally inventive reclamation.
