Near your little lights…
The midnight plane with its flying lights looks like an unloosed star wandering west through blue-black night to where the mountains are, a star that’s come so close to…
Pardon my absence… in Cuba.
And then to Santiago de Cuba. Alright, I’ll go ahead and say it. I really adore this place. Correction: I adore the people in this place. The countryside is more…
Some days you spend on the ground…
…and some days you don’t. It is a different situation entirely to photograph a place that you know quite intimately from a completely new perspective. The university sent me up…