i am

In the town where Hemingway lived and wrote, I spotted a simple sentence painted on a wall: Yo soy Cuba (I am Cuba). To my eye, this scene summed up a lot of what I saw in Cuba. It was colorful, but also faded. It was urbanized, but also rough at the edges. It was lovely, but also hard and tragic and rough.

I have many emotions surrounding this trip, and most of them conflict with each other. They are still sorting themselves out in my head, and I am not at all sure where things are going to land. I’ll keep you posted…

Cojímar, Cuba
photographed 11.6.2022

Posted on December 30, 2022, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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