Our Man In Havana

During a brief period of American control in Cuba during the turn of the 20th Century, the United States began construction of the capital city’s famous promenade. Even though the Malecon, which simply means pier or seawall in Spanish, was originally built to protect against wild weather and pirates, the fabled, four- to five-mile stretch[…]

Once I got the “Cuba bug,” which was about an hour into my first trip in 1999, I knew I wanted to see as much of the country as possible. And while I shudder at the gobs of money I’ve spent on this twisted vision quest, I have no regrets. I have, however, learned a[…]

I learned a long time ago that, as a photographer, particularly when you’re in Cuba, shoot everything and sort it out later. A couple months ago, while shooting out the window of my friend’s 1957 Chevy Nomad, I grabbed this ho-hum shot of a military ship passing by the Malecon in Havana. Once home, a[…]

After about my 10th trip to Cuba, I decided that I’d had enough photos of old American cars. I mean, let’s face it, they’re the most cliche subject in all of Cuba with old men smoking cigars being a very close second. Ask anyone who has been to the island and they’ll (hopefully) tell you[…]