Maybe you saw that post the other day about our visit to Lizt Alfonso Dance Cuba?
Photographing those dancers was an exhilarating experience – it was freeing to shoot without knowing what sorts of images I’d end up with. There was no time to frame up a “perfect” shot so it became a time to just let the camera do its thing and be surprised at the results. And sometimes the camera did a better job at seeing and capturing what was there than I could have ever done if I’d tried to get a particular image. And so, I’m just going to give photo credit here to my camera, which was smart enough to get a shot that captured the movement and the speed and the emotions of the dancers.
Thanks, camera, for doing all the real work here.
Lizt Alfonso Dance Cuba
I can tell you right this minute that “faded beauty” is not always hyperbole: it is, in this case, exactly the right description.
Imagine if this place were freshly painted, if the stair railing were not half-way missing, if all those tiles on the wall matched. It wouldn’t be nearly as lovely, would it?
If you’ve never seen a clump of photographers get excited by a puddle in the middle of a street, you may not believe me when I tell you that we spend at least a half an hour right here. There were many, many photographic possibilities and we were determined to explore every one of them.
(This will also serve as a warning to non-photographers: hanging with us is likely to cause a rapid onset of complete boredom.)