João Castela

In August of 2017, a crew of Portuguese skaters hopped into a van and drove off from Porto, Portugal, heading towards the Balkans, without any concrete destination and seeking spots to skate on the way.

Zé is forced to work from an early age as a fisherman, as so many others did before him, to support his sickly mother. When he leaves to the other side of the river to ask his sister for help, his resolve — even before settings that are indifferent to his misfortune — becomes clear in a poetic way, even if all that is left for him is to continue his journey.

In August of 2017, a crew of Portuguese skaters hopped into a van and drove off from Porto, Portugal, heading towards the Balkans, without any concrete destination and seeking spots to skate on the way.

Zé is forced to work from an early age as a fisherman, as so many others did before him, to support his sickly mother. When he leaves to the other side of the river to ask his sister for help, his resolve — even before settings that are indifferent to his misfortune — becomes clear in a poetic way, even if all that is left for him is to continue his journey.

Zé is forced to work from an early age as a fisherman, as so many others did before him, to support his sickly mother. When he leaves to the other side of the river to ask his sister for help, his resolve — even before settings that are indifferent to his misfortune — becomes clear in a poetic way, even if all that is left for him is to continue his journey.

Zé is forced to work from an early age as a fisherman, as so many others did before him, to support his sickly mother. When he leaves to the other side of the river to ask his sister for help, his resolve — even before settings that are indifferent to his misfortune — becomes clear in a poetic way, even if all that is left for him is to continue his journey.