Saturday, April 28, 2007

Viva Cuba!

I’ve been shooting weddings for about 12 years now.
And as much as I love being part of these often emotional, and beautiful events. I was starting to feel a need to go out and shoot something different. To recharge my creative batteries and prepare for another busy wedding season.
A trip somewhere new was what I had in mind. I’ve always wanted to see Cuba. So I booked a last minute flight to Havana. I did not want to do the typical resort type package. I wanted to experience the real Cuba.
So I stayed at a “Casa Particular” or private home in Central Havana. Upon arrival I was bit nervous, to say the least.

The Casa was in a very poor neighbourhood far from the tourist area, I was actually a bit taken back with the condition of the buildings, stray dogs everywhere, noise and confusion in the streets. But I soon learned that this was the norm in Havana. Everything is old and crumbling, but the streets are full of life.

And that is part of the beauty of Havana.
What I quickly learned, was that not only
were the crumbling facades the old American cars, that made this place so special. It was the people of Havana, their passion and soul! In a world of repression and distrust, it was amazing
to witness such resiliance.


You hear stories about the lifestyle and difficulties they face given the political situation there.
But to truly understand it I needed to see it for myself.
Not speaking Spanish added abit of an obstacle in trying to
communicate with the locals. But I managed.
Wandering through neighborhoods watching children play stickball, people hanging out in doorways, and balconies,
socializing with their neighbors was a refreshing change from our fast passed hectic lives in today’s modern world. Few people there have televisions, I barely heard a cell phone, and Internet is almost non-existent. It was a great lesson learned to see how happy these people seem without all the material trappings we in the western world take for granted.



I was graciously invited into people’s homes and offered homemade sweets, and fresh fruit; this was amazing for me to see considering how expensive things are for them. I had heard that when you go to Cuba bring things for the locals. I packed my suitcase full of toys, Candy,
teeshirts, even everyday toiletries, were very much appriciated. This woman below shown with her daughter told me how expensive it was to have a photos done, and that not many locals had pictures of their families. We exchanged addresses and I promised to send
photos to all the wonderfull families who were so kind to me.





I had gone to Cuba to capture images of life in Havana. What I did not expect was that
This amazing place and its beautiful people would capture my heart.
Thank you Havana!

Viva Cuba!
















5 comments:

Roël said...

Excellent images Andrew! Thank you for sharing them and your experience there!

Best wishes,
Roel

Bobby Q said...

Great series of photos. I particularly like the "People of Havana".

The "Mother and Daughter" is my favorite one. I love the lighting and mood it creates. Even though they may have posed for this, you can feel the love and honesty in this picture. Great work.

Anonymous said...

I found your photographs of Cuba by accident. They are exquisite. Although the Cuban soul (resilience, some call it) comes through vibrantly, there is an undercurrent of sadness. Perhaps this city (La Habana) in ruins has the fading beauty of what remains of Da Vinci's Last Supper. It was truly beautiful long ago. Only an artist of your talent could bring to life, in some way, what once was. The images made me weep. Thank you for taking these images of my homeland.

Anonymous said...

My husband is from Cuba when he saw these photos he got home sick and told me about everything.they are wonderful pictures, you were lucky to have the chance to go there

Anonymous said...

These are exquisite photographic images, artistically speaking. They also evoke a deep sadness for the current condition of this once beatufil city. The indomitable spirit of the Cuban people, my people, is captured beautifully. I left Cuba at age 16 (I'm 56 now), thus the amazing images you captured bring mixed feelings. I'm glad you took them.