Yesterday we traveled to Caju Cemetery. The experience between Sao Joao Batista and Caju were quite incredible. Caju is divided into four separate zones which are directly adjacent, but have distinct points of entry.
Upon entering the first zone, we walked in between two chapels, both of which were holding the traditional viewing of the dead with families gathered around. People were arriving and sitting in and around the chapel paying their respects to the lost loved ones.
In this cemetery we found conditions similar to that of Sao Joao Batista. The typology of tombs/graves/mausoleums/walls was similar. However, in this first cemetery of Caju, the wall was not on the periphery of the cemetery, but instead in the center and seemed less associated with social or economic standing.
In the second zone at the periphery we found groupings of incredibly modest graves made of rough stone, simple marking and abutting undeveloped landscapes. Some of the graves were in disrepair with cracks and even holes which we found more surprising when we began to notice that most of the dates on the graves were marked from 2004 and on.
Entering the third zone of the Caju cemetery we found the Jewish cemetery whose space organization was clearer and more consistent. At the beginning of the main part of the cemetery there was a domain devoted to the childrens graves as well as a separate sheltered area probably devoted to synagogue leaders. At the periphery of this cemetery there were mausoleums with specific typology: two graves with multiple names on them and a simple solitary bench for a visitor.
We also found it interesting that the tombstones were produced on-site at the cemetery, something we haven’t witnessed until now.
Visiting Sugarloaf later in the afternoon we had the chance to view the city from a highest level and realize the development of the urban fabric within the topography. As the weather changed, the view transformed and the perception of the city shifted.