by JE | th Dec | Cuba, December 2021: "The Road to San Lazaro"
The next morning, Franky, the son of the owner of the Havana lodgings offered to take me in his taxi to the bus station. My departure was delayed some minutes when I looked at my left arm and saw a bloody gash from one of my backpack straps, but I applied antibiotic...
by JE | th Dec | Cuba, December 2021: "The Road to San Lazaro"
It is evident that Cubans in most parts and economic strata are struggling. Save for the elites with government connections or those blessed with artistic talent, every day for a Cuban means each is like a quartermaster who must take into consideration hundreds of...
by JE | th Dec | Cuba, December 2021: "The Road to San Lazaro"
During the trip to the coast as Pablo drove and I tried not to think about the absence of seat belts, he seemed to want to get some things off his chest. He started talking about Che Guevara and said he had spoken with a Cuban academic and some contemporaries of the...
by JE | th Dec | Cuba, December 2021: "The Road to San Lazaro"
I often have the feeling in Cuba that the people here are ever enduring a lengthy war. They are the most resourceful people I have ever come across. It’s not just the renown ancient cars that are lovingly maintained and pressed into service for improbable years, but...
by JE | nd Dec | Photography and People, Blogs
People sometimes look at photographers as thieves. We sneak up on the unsuspected and, sometimes without permission, do something that requires the verb “to take”. When we take a photo, we seem to steal a moment, a parsec which may or may not be an accurate...