Cuba: Memories Intertwined
Since 1999 I have been working on a photographic project documenting the daily life and changes of Cuba. As a Spaniard, I benefited from the unique bonds both countries have shared for many years. I discovered the warm hearts of Cubans during on one of my early trips, when the island was still struggling with the end of the ¨special period ¨ after the soviets left. As a curious young photographer I drove across the island, reaching far away places like the Guanacabibes Peninsula. Not always shooting, sometimes I was just closely absorbing the culture and their friendship. A bodega called my attention. A woman with a gracefully arranged head wrap was giving out loaves of bread upon checking ration cards at the window. Without a ration card, and looking at bread that could not be bought, I stood there, remembering some of the stories my grandmother Regla had shared with us about the Spanish Civil war. With no words exchanged, she extended her arm and handed me a loaf of bread.
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