Spent the afternoon ambling quietly around the churches of the city; Salvador has a really interesting mix of European architecture and African soul, but the holy buildings feel like a tour of the vatican - with their ornate offerings to the deities.
Walking back to my hostel the African spirit hit me again through a photograph. Marcos Rogger is from the city and studied photography before setting up his studio in the Pelorinho. His large brooding black and white prints express the art and flavour of Africa and the slaves conflict with their portuguese masters and the Tupi indigineous population. They're also quite erotic to boot with their naked painted models...
Once we got talking, one in particular caught my eye and we got onto prices, then talking shop.
Before long we were out back checking out each others flickr pages and trying to converse in two different languages.
Half an hour later the door bell rings and in walks a Japanese girl called Yoshi from New York. I took on the role of interpretor as she told Marcos how she had been in Salvador for a week and was haunted by his images. She has always had a fantasy of being painted and photographed naked in yoga poses.
And within half an hour that was exactly what was happening with me as photographer and Marcos as Art Director. 200 pictures later we negotiated that i'd pay him £50 for the photo i liked + i'd send him one of my prints. With him rushing out the door the deal was struck.
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