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portal: toward the light
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.)
Calle Amagura
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.6.2022
juxtaposition: Melanie and everything else
This is Melanie; she spent part of the afternoon with us.
And this is a pretty good summary of what Cuba was like: beauty, old crumbly things, and people all in the same vicinity, all existing side by side.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.6.2022
transportation options
It is true that are old cars in Cuba.
There are other transportation options too, like newer cars, or horse-drawn carts, or pedi-cabs, or motorbikes, or buses. Or this bicycle built for, well, three, rolling down Avenida San Carlos in central Cienfuegos.
Cienfuegos, Cuba
photographed 11.9.2022
curbside mechanic
This gentleman spent a long time working on a motorcycle. His shop was a little space along the street and the curb served as his toolbox.
I am sure that a clot of photographers aiming their lenses right into his space was distracting; and I am not particularly proud that I contributed to that distraction. (This is the sort of internal conflict I felt every day in Cuba and am still trying to get my head around since I got back.) (More on that later, if I ever feel coherent enough to address it.l)
Cienfuegos, Cuba
photographed 11.9.2022
¡patria o muerte!
Homeland or death – that’s what the sign on the wall says. I do not know if there is any connection between that and the headless statue (other than the connection I made in my mind, that is), but at any rate, those things did all fit within my viewfinder.
Havana, Cuba
photographed 11.7.2022
One Day | One Image 