Statue of Nicolás Guillén in the Alameda de Paula. Old Havana, Cuba.
The poet had, as always, his gaze lost in the sea while the city showed its open veins.
It was necessary to canalize... better... the water.
It was April 2019 and in November the lady frozen in time would have her 500th birthday.
And I was a simple journalist with a camera, thinking... who knows what... I was probably thinking less than I do today.
I remember we went at two places in the city to document the Aguas de La Habana company's work.
In this place we stayed for a short time.
Now you walk on those cobblestones... think about it. But there was a lot of digging to do inside.
Would you like to go to this place, 5 years later? Maybe we will.
I was never good at maths and I have always watched birds. This one is not afraid of lions.
For now, let us continue to look at the depth of the wounds.
I've been wanting to share these photos in the #Monomad Challenge for a while.... today I felt the day had finally come.
It really was all very photogenic. I am grateful that I had this opportunity and that a few thoughts come to me today.
10 de Octubre Municipality. Havana, Cuba.
Journalists are sometimes so annoying... I know.
Just get them wet!
I don't know if I managed to edit the photo where they are there doing that thing they do with their cameras...LOL.
Oh, yeah! zoom in on the photo.
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