When people ask why Cuba... it is difficult to answer in words. In the beginning perhaps it was the allure of vintage American cars behind the curtain of communism, the Afro-Cuban rhythms carried over to American jazz by greats like Dizzy Gillespie.
It has been a dozen years since that first visit, and now it is the people of that sweet island... as perhaps it has always been. They are a most magnificent collection of cultures, colors and spirits... turning the everyday into an experience to remember.
Such was this morning with Gysleda and her wonderful apprentice in Guanabacoa, about 20 minutes outside of Havana. It was an ordinary field before they stepped onto the grass. With their immeasurable talents they transformed it into a stage like no other, and helped us produce images hopefully worthy of their efforts.
Nothing needed to be said, as the shutter was released most effortlessly. I am sincerely humbled to call these two women my sisters, and to be allowed to document their performances year after year. My hope is that we can do the same this summer!
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Note: This image was made with a Sony RX100M3.
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