Cuba: Living Under the Shadow


The Child Who Could Be Someone
The Child Who Could Be Someone

My visit to Cuba was brief, just four days; mostly in old Havana. I certainly can not claim to know Cuba or even Havana, but Cuba has left its first impression on me and I think it reflects in my photos from the trip. Its taken me a while to discover the theme of my 2000+ images from my first visit to Cuba. I have looked them over many, many times trying to sort out the good from the bad. I was looking for something I could make beautiful. The first day, I spent an hour in one place taking a couple hundred shots of the same scene while the sun set. I knew I would get a great sunset but I had to work for it. I would need several exposures to blend the sky, skyline, and foreground into a colorful and emotional moment in time. After that first day, I spent most of my time in old Havana where there were plenty of dilapidated buildings to photograph but that seemed too cliche. The old buildings didn’t give me a feeling of nostalgia. I kept looking for something else.
Pescatoro (20x30)
Pescatoro (20×30)

Finally, I began to post process my images and that is when I saw the story that I had captured unbeknownst to my conscious efforts. I realize that I was greatly impacted by seeing an entire nation living in abject poverty as a result of a totalitarian regime. There were severe penalties for breaking the law. As a result, there was no evidence of violent crime or drug use. I discovered how scared people were of the government; and that is where my art found its story “living under the shadow”. As a photographer I work to find situations where the light can create a unique image. I found myself taking many high contrast photos. I found myself photographing people in the shadows. For me, the shadow represented the shadow of the totalitarian regime. I was able to capture people keeping a low profile while living a good but frugal life. They had nothing to hide. They would open their doors to the street so people could see in their homes. On occasion, people would see my camera and welcome me into their home to take photos. Many people were open to having their picture taken; few would resist or turn away. I was able to walk amongst the people with a rather invasive camera and nobody would even bat an eye. That allowed me to get close and personal. Even when they did not speak any English, I was able to make eye contact, smile and point to my camera. Their response was generally enthusiastic.
The Greeter
The Greeter

So I am still working on these images but now I know what my story is. It is about people living under the shadow. Hiding in plain site. Disappearing in the foreground.
Goliath (20x30)
Goliath (20×30)