Durante estes dias de Primavera, que mais parecem de Verão antecipado, as zonas junto à praia enchem-se de gente, sobretudo ao fim-de-semana. Embora seja cansativo o processo de trânsito-estacionamento-multidões de gente, quando se trabalha durante a semana não sobra mesmo outra hipótese senão aproveitar os poucos tempos livres de Sábado ou Domingo para rumar à praia.
Em pleno Sábado de tarde, a praia de Matosinhos estava cheia de gente! Deitada na areia ou a tomar banho de mar, a passear ou sentada na esplanada, a passear o cão ou a andar de bicicleta... o movimento de gente era intenso. Se esquecermos o habitual vento, que raramente nos abandona até no Verão, dir-se-ia que a época balnear já ia a meio. Que pena que eu tenho pela maldita temperatura destas águas... dar um mergulho é aquilo de que mais gosto de fazer na praia e aqui no Porto, entre o vento forte e a água gelada a vontade esmorece... ainda assim sabe sempre bem o passeio junto à areia, mesmo que seja feito de pés calçados!
Aproveitei para observar melhor a escultura inspirada em Augusto Gomes, que se encontra no extremo norte da marginal de Matosinhos. Informei-me, por curiosidade e respeito, e descobri que a obra é da autoria de José João Brito e foi inaugurada em 2005. Inspirada na tela de Augusto Gomes intitulada Tragédia no Mar, é dedicada às vítimas dos naufrágios da noite de 1 para 2 de Dezembro de 1947, onde perderam a vida 152 pescadores. Mais do que lembrar quem parte, serve de dedicatória sentida à dor dos que ficam, em desespero, a chorar pelos que partiram... as viúvas, as crianças, os familiares e amigos que sobrevivem são aqueles que mais sofrem com a partida.
Agora gosto ainda mais desta escultura plantada na areia.
During these spring days, which seem more like early summer, the areas along the beach are filled with people, especially during weekend. Although I don't like the tiring process of traffic-parking-crowds of people, when working during the week there's no choice but to take advantage of the few free time on Saturday or Sunday to head to the beach.
Saturday afternoon Matosinhos beach was full of people! Lying on the sand or sea bathing, walking or sitting on the terrace, walking the dog or riding a bike... the movement of people was intense. If we forget the usual wind, which rarely leave us even in summer, we would tell that the summer season was about halfway through. What a pity I have for the temperature of this cold sea water... bathing in the sea is what I enjoy most about the beach and here in Porto, between the wind and the cold water I give up... yet is always good to walk along the sand, even if it is done in feet shod!
I also took my time to observe the sculpture inspired by Augusto Gomes, that is in the far north of Matosinhos waterfront. As I read about it, out of curiosity and respect, I found that the work is authored by José João Brito and was inaugurated in 2005. Inspired by Augusto Gomes painting titled Tragedy at Sea is dedicated to the victims of the sinking of the evening of 1st to 2nd December of 1947, in which 152 fishermen lost their lives. More than remembering the ones who leave, it serves as a felt dedication to the pain of those who are in despair, crying for the departed... widows, children, relatives and friends who survive are the ones who suffer most from the leaving.
Now I like even more of this sculpture planted in the sand.
Em pleno Sábado de tarde, a praia de Matosinhos estava cheia de gente! Deitada na areia ou a tomar banho de mar, a passear ou sentada na esplanada, a passear o cão ou a andar de bicicleta... o movimento de gente era intenso. Se esquecermos o habitual vento, que raramente nos abandona até no Verão, dir-se-ia que a época balnear já ia a meio. Que pena que eu tenho pela maldita temperatura destas águas... dar um mergulho é aquilo de que mais gosto de fazer na praia e aqui no Porto, entre o vento forte e a água gelada a vontade esmorece... ainda assim sabe sempre bem o passeio junto à areia, mesmo que seja feito de pés calçados!
Aproveitei para observar melhor a escultura inspirada em Augusto Gomes, que se encontra no extremo norte da marginal de Matosinhos. Informei-me, por curiosidade e respeito, e descobri que a obra é da autoria de José João Brito e foi inaugurada em 2005. Inspirada na tela de Augusto Gomes intitulada Tragédia no Mar, é dedicada às vítimas dos naufrágios da noite de 1 para 2 de Dezembro de 1947, onde perderam a vida 152 pescadores. Mais do que lembrar quem parte, serve de dedicatória sentida à dor dos que ficam, em desespero, a chorar pelos que partiram... as viúvas, as crianças, os familiares e amigos que sobrevivem são aqueles que mais sofrem com a partida.
Agora gosto ainda mais desta escultura plantada na areia.
During these spring days, which seem more like early summer, the areas along the beach are filled with people, especially during weekend. Although I don't like the tiring process of traffic-parking-crowds of people, when working during the week there's no choice but to take advantage of the few free time on Saturday or Sunday to head to the beach.
Saturday afternoon Matosinhos beach was full of people! Lying on the sand or sea bathing, walking or sitting on the terrace, walking the dog or riding a bike... the movement of people was intense. If we forget the usual wind, which rarely leave us even in summer, we would tell that the summer season was about halfway through. What a pity I have for the temperature of this cold sea water... bathing in the sea is what I enjoy most about the beach and here in Porto, between the wind and the cold water I give up... yet is always good to walk along the sand, even if it is done in feet shod!
I also took my time to observe the sculpture inspired by Augusto Gomes, that is in the far north of Matosinhos waterfront. As I read about it, out of curiosity and respect, I found that the work is authored by José João Brito and was inaugurated in 2005. Inspired by Augusto Gomes painting titled Tragedy at Sea is dedicated to the victims of the sinking of the evening of 1st to 2nd December of 1947, in which 152 fishermen lost their lives. More than remembering the ones who leave, it serves as a felt dedication to the pain of those who are in despair, crying for the departed... widows, children, relatives and friends who survive are the ones who suffer most from the leaving.
Now I like even more of this sculpture planted in the sand.
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