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melanie, twice
I have a tiny little side hustle as a kind-of regular speaker at a couple of civic groups here in town. I know – it doesn’t make a lot of sense to me, either. But they keep asking me back. (Apparently the good speakers in town are already booked on Tuesdays and Thursdays at noon so it’s come down to me.)
A few days ago, I did a presentation on last year’s trip to Cuba and I took the opportunity of putting that together to edit a few images that I didn’t get to last year.
This diptych of the dancer name Melanie were in the new edits. And since I also have a daily post thing to do, I decided to utilize them here as well.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.6.2022
el dandy and the carwash
Everything happening everywhere. Everything happening everywhere at the same time. Everything happening everywhere at the same time all day and all night.
(Havana, a summary)
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.6.2022
laundry/dance
That day at the Laundry Place (which is how I will always remember it) was otherworldly. I found myself unable to stop photographing the room. I used one camera, then another, then changed lenses. Then I used my phone. Then a camera. Etc.
And I know a lot of Cuban photography tours visit this place, but that day it felt like I was the only one who’d ever seen the magic of the laundry dancing in front of me.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.7.2022
sometimes there are too many contrasts
There was a lot going on here.
It was the first night of my long-anticipated, often-delayed trip to Cuba. I was trying to settle in to what I was seeing and feeling. The contrasts (in both of those things) left me feeling unsettled, and it was a feeling that stayed with me the whole I time I was there.
Av. Bélgica
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.5.2023
the damage and the dying done
We only had a very short time to visit this cemetery; a whole day wouldn’t have been enough. I had to hurry…and fell into the trap of being so busy taking pictures that I failed to slow down and take in the feeling of the place, to really SEE what was there. (For this, I have no excuse: a have a tattoo on my wrist that says, “Take time to see.” I didn’t even take time to read my own ink.)
But anyway, here’s a mausoleum with a reflection.
And, because I was in a mood when I wrote this, I threw in a Bruce Cockburn line – the damage and the dying done – because I felt like it. (It’s from a beautiful spoken word piece “The Charity of Night.”)
Necrópolis Cristóbal Colón
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.11.2022
One Day | One Image 