Chris Rainier has spent the better part of the last 15 years photographing the world’s tattooing cultures, indigenous and otherwise. His last, best place for tattoos was on the island of Siberut, six hours by boat from the west coast of Sumatra, then another six hours up river in a motorized dugout canoe. Andrew Gregg reports on the documentary he filmed there with Rainier.

David Byrne on how his travels in Asia changed the way he thinks about performance.

It’s shortly before midnight when we arrive at Manaus’ Sambódromo. The atmosphere outside the stadium is a bit Saturday night-at-the-rodeo meets samba party. Fireworks explode, the friends I’m with are already drunk and screaming nonsensically, and so too are many of the others streaming inside. A night of Boi Bumbá, the Amazonian version of Carnaval.

When Lenny Dykstra is being held up a as a financial genius and no one is questioning it, well, you’re probably in for a bumpy ride. Michael Takasaki considers just one of the more dubious signs on the way to a financial crisis.

Let me be brief: I’m a ham guy. That’s not to say that I raise my own hogs and smoke my own hams. Or go out of my way to eat ham whenever possible. Or that I’m able to hold forth on every ham-related topic that comes up. Well, that’s probably the closest to being true, but only because ham is rarely a topic of conversation. No, I consider myself a ham guy because I recently realized the role ham has played as a sort of connecting thread throughout my adult life. (Also, I really do like ham quite a bit.)