John Barclay and I happened upon this Senor in Trinidad, Cuba. John remembered talking with him (and shooting him) a previous day. He was extremely friendly, and if I remember correctly, I don't think he knew much English.
So we chatted a bit, and took some pictures. It was always special when someone obliged us with being a model, and not expecting to get paid for it.
As we began walking away, I stole a glance behind me and noticed this composition, which I very much enjoy. More of his POV. There is a lot of this in Cuba. People sitting in windows, often with bars, watching life go by.
John has a great version of this same guy you can see here.
Okay, so this isn't great art, I know that. But it is Fun Friday, so what the heck. Wanted to show you the lighter side of Cuba. The old American cars are surely handed down to family members. No one would have the money to buy one, I don't believe. Here is a relatively young guy, must have gotten it from his Dad.
Each morning when I'd leave the hotel, there would be a guy like this. Usually very friendly, usually with decent English. I tried to only speak Spanish however, just for the practice and to learn more. At first I thought riding in these cars would be very expensive. But in time I began doing it, typically paying 1/2 of what they first quoted me.
I have forgotten his name now, but the three or so times I met this guy, we always shook hands, he remembered my name - Roberto.
A great many of the buildings in Old Havana are 3 stories, some are 4, not many taller. There is laundry hanging everywhere! I presume all laundry is done by hand. I liked this composition, and of course the array of colors. One of my lasting Cuban memories is how colorful the place is.
Havana is a city of 2.5 million residents. It is said that every single day, nine more buildings decay past the point of being rebuilt. Walking through the city, you see these buildings everywhere. This one has already crumbled. Leaving an empty space between the other buildings.
Well, given the paucity of comments, either my street shooting sucks or people that visit my blog just aren't interested. So I think I'll close the series down now. Kind of appropriate, the last person interacting with the mall was me!