Goodbye to Cuba
There are a lot of images that have stayed with me. The poverty has made a big impression, as well as the amount of control exercised by the state over the Cuban people. This, of course, is the reason why Art and Literature only flourish underground - freedom of thought and expression are disallowed. Every street has its policeman sitting on the corner twenty four hours a day, and every street has its government representative to keep an eye on the residents and make sure they conform. Political dissidents go to jail. What impresses me most of all, is the friendliness and good humour of the Cuban people - I’m not sure I could be so cheerful and welcoming in those circumstances.
These are a few of the images I’ve brought back.
In Havana a lot of people have erected shacks on the roofs of buildings. This man had pigeons in a cage.
Public transport in Trinidad - this is how the locals go to work. Taxis are only for tourists.
St Francis of Assisi - one of the most beautiful churches in Havana.
Dereliction - the other face of Cuba.
The image of Chez Guevara is everywhere - here it’s aptly juxtaposed with a police car.
Sunset over the sea from the old fort in Havana.