In the world of documentary photography, we often go looking for the grand—the sweeping landscapes or the high-drama events. But some of the most profound stories are found in the objects we’ve stopped noticing.
If the street is the living room and the neighborhood is the family, the architecture of Havana is the vessel that holds it all together.
In Havana, the concept of "home" rarely ends at the front door. In the dense corridors of Centro and Vieja, the heat and the humidity push life outward.
An abstract study of light and water. When the wetlands turn into a mirror, the landscape dissolves into pure texture.
In Havana, the street is not just a thoroughfare; it is the living room, the playground, and the workshop.