Sketching with light. A scene of the morning where the routine is all on the clock. The thing about routine is that you build a layer of awareness of instances over time. Being privileged to work more central these days I can’t but get an increase in deja-vus as you start recognizing some of the figures, rituals and even shadow patterns of the places and people around me.
On feet, between the districts you sense that London is undergoing some serious makeovers. Partly north of Greek Street there is a new sight of deconstruction every time I pass by and it is a documentation I want to be across. With the new station in Tottenham Court a very big promise seems to have been made, while in the meantime the transition is less smooth and the supposedly ultra efficient London cuts back too. It’s strange how, when a single block on a road can cause so much disruption to the traffic snakes. Whereas all around, an enormous transformation is going on with build and this whole escalation is twofolded with some intrigue but more so with concern over miscalculated efforts.
What are the principles they are rebuilding based on? How do you find out?
Morning of the 23rd of December, waking up to the Light of the Caribbean. The room was interestingly enough number 2014 which was where we would indeed spend the few last days before New Year’s. It was here my family and I travelled first to Cuba for 10 years ago. As such I feel like this is the beginning of catching up with all the amazing places been lucky to visit to sequence them in some way over the next years.
Ever as familiar as it could be for someone who is not resident there, signs of change where not in lack of. With the jetlag the night before there was enough hustling outside the hotel and it was rather very attention seeking in the main avenue towards the sea. But at that point there was something beautiful, pure going on where seemingly all the cuban youth would simply gather as a collective and the central part of it all was the human interaction. You see far too much technology obsession in Western Europe and so it is refreshing to see where it is not overtaking us.
From the view you can see light with an overtaking effects, the beauty of havana is one of few as it interplays into the colonial masquerade of an architecture. The sky feels like a different color and every breath of air you take is one you value all the more.
The start of this trip saw an unfolding of a lot of Ektar film for the Rolleiflex and as a new and important experiment – the sketchbook to which I was trying to compliment every experience there was a chance to. Timing 15 days it was just about fit for a documentation that I am still in the efforts of narrating in the most meaningful way. As has been it’s fragmenting out from the trip first.
I leave you with a soundtrack mix which I’ve collated for travels – inspiring music.
The fuller body of work from Cuba is long overdue to this blog.
It’s a really wide pool of images and I have yet to gather them all, some are still in the fridge..
So, to anyone curious in the meantime there is the flickr page for more of this
A week before embarking to Cuba, the news seemed to take the world by great surprise of how their 55 years of socialism was to meet a new phase. To have a ticket to this special country back then was of enormous value; a country in front of a lot change in the coming years.
You would think most travellers would be all the more aware of the timeliness of the place as such; photographically a great discovery to pursue interpretations of this, in the mood and interesections the eye could meet.
I’m gonna start with a single frame for this, as I am still awaiting a wider pool of film to get ready.