When I met Dionisis Kostakis on my second day in Rio de Janeiro in December last year, there was little about him, if nothing at all, that indicated his unusual hobby. With beach blond hair and subtly tanned olive skin, I took him to be yet another European who had ditched the struggling economy of... Continue Reading →
From Candomblé to Voudun… Eshu to Shango… These are a few of his favourite things.
