Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Los Van Van

Los Van Van in Cuba are the equivalent to The Beatles in the US. History has transformed them into an ageless phenomenon across Cuba. 
From slow-stepping grandparents, to families, to college student and a splattering of foreigners El Sauce was jammed packed full of fans. 
The dancing started before the music, when the tense excitement grew to be too much to contain. When the music did begin, a funky mix of instruments and styles called Fusion in Cuba, not even the rain could stop the show. 
Overall it was an incredible show, complete with five star people watching and a night of salsa dancing.
Just before the rain set in  
Salsa as the same beat

Lydia and I, braving a little concert weather

Monday, October 15, 2012

A Few Days in a Far Place

Maddie in the dilapidated studio with a homemade kiln 

Barro from Pinar del Rio

Clay Pots Dry in the Sunset

Jumping over Matanzas 
Still Symbolized

The Caribbean Athens 

Watch Dog

Slanted Tower Still Standing 

Oldest Colon in Cuba

Nature Taking Over

Directionally Difficult

Sugar Factory 

The Trains Have Departed

Twilight Seeping

Door Choice 

Double Vision 

La Casa de Jose Fuster.

Live Cuba 
Alternative Lawn Decorations.

The Studio.

A Tiled Community 

Taurus Through and Through. 

We Do the Creep. 

Family Reunion in Havana!

Finally the coconut is cracked, in the rain, and only 1/2 rotten. 

The mark of good fun in the sun. 

Conor taking the plunge to go diving with Angel.

"The New Barrel" Rum on the Malecon.

DURO FRIO..aka HARD COLD.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Venturing in Viñales

Lush Viñales

Lex and I on Carmelo and Pomelo

Viñales

Cayo Juita 

Nick and I scouting adventures 

Lex and I in Viñales

Boxing at Miranda's.

Camilo, Adana, and I 

Camilo and I. Nick and Adana.

Warming up with jabs

Profe Miranda perfecting Mad's hook

Camilo and Mad love to box 

A great undercut. 

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Catching Up with Cats

Care for Cuba

Me, Con-Con, and our Lady Friend 

Pache and Conor in Rio La Plata. Rum shot number......

Con, Silvador, and I in Hershey. 
Empty Seat.

What remains.
Facturing nothing. 


Lex and the Bomb 
Modern Hershey
Hershey, Cuba

Im danger.
Dear Havana

Old Havana

Empty Statue 

Hershey, Cuba
Spilt view of an old world. -Hershey Cuba

My first electrical lightning storm 

Left standing after all else...left. -Hershey Cuba

-Hershey Cuba

Growing Decay -Hershey Cuba
Hershey Spider, eating a Hershey Moth

Spilt Sunset

Slightly Slanted

Times of Typing

Electrocution Sky
Malecon