I’m back again with more photos of the city of mysteries—that’s what I call it because that’s the feeling you get when..

With this series, I want to show you a part of one of the toughest neighborhoods to photograph in Havana...

“Uncle, why don't we do a photo shoot with my toys before you head out?” my nephew asks me as I grab my camera to leave.

For this post, I wanted to share a selection of some photos I took over the weekend.

After enjoying a good cup of coffee, it’s the cats who give me the positive boost I need to head out and take photos.

Where there’s a will, there’s a way; it’s something I’ve always kept in mind throughout my life...

“One day at a time” is a phrase we must always keep in mind if we want to understand how the streets of Havana work.

Without meaning to sound romantic, I believe that Cubans’ unique character shines through in everything we do...

If there’s one thing I’ve learned from taking street photos, it’s to observe; it’s essential for making progress...

"The early bird catches the worm!" my grandmother would say to me every day when she saw me leaving the house...

Here in Cuba, we have a very common expression: "How's the thing going?" The word thing can be interpreted in many...

How do I take photos so they come out like this with a black background? It’s a question I’m often asked—people wonder..

“It’s just that nothing is the same anymore,” a man told me as he walked beside me down the street...

Today I'd like to continue sharing some of the photos I recently took of Lily, a fifteen-year-old girl...

I have to admit that, ever since turning 40, I tend to question everything. I'm constantly asking myself questions.

Just three days ago, while chatting early in the morning at my sister’s house, I found out that my nephew’s girlfriend..

"Postcards from My City" was a series I shared some time ago—a visual story of what Havana is like and what life is...

Do you ever find yourself wanting to do so many things in such a short amount of time that you end up not knowing...

A few days ago, I wrote a post about those little details that help you live—about how sometimes the most beautiful...

If there’s one thing I love about my city, it’s the tranquility of the mornings. Perhaps because I live in a small town