Cuba: People + Places

Cuba, until this journey, was a place I had only imagined. As a Cuban-American, the rhythm of Cuba pulsed through my veins, handed down by a family of exiles whose memories were laced with both the rich tapestry of culture and the sharp pangs of political strife.

My trip to Cuba was more than just a visit; it was a pilgrimage to the roots of my identity, seeking to experience the essence of my heritage firsthand. These photos capture fleeting moments as I navigated the island, meeting family members whose faces were familiar only through stories.

In Cuba, I discovered a sense of belonging that was profound yet complex, deeply intertwined with gratitude for the sacrifices my family made to forge a new beginning far from their homeland.