At 6:30 am the journey begins. After winding roads through the mountain, our car stays, and an off-road truck takes us to the great eucalyptus field where today we are going to cut. The size of the machinery involved is impressive: machine in balance, using the strength of many horses to load, segment and peel.
This is a risk zone. A little distraction could be the artist’s death. Because it is also an art to deal with these living beings that will perpetuate themselves in the shape of a sheet of paper. And if the workers know where the trunk is going to fall, we don't, making us learn that distance is important. And the origin of the word theater comes to mind: “the place where you can see”.
Men and machines have their stories. And during the conversation over a snack, while the bodies rest, we recall other dangers experienced in the days of St. John, when the fire scared everyone. Days gone ... that are hopefully by.
In this business, another type of trees are rebuilt. The branches of families that Pedro Lombinha struggles to find, sometimes far from these mountains. People who lost track of their trees and who often did not even know they had them. Because whoever is in the forest, knows the importance of taking care of it in each cycle.

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