This body of work is about the Havana Cuba. This was my return to the city after 18 years. It was extraordinary to take a flight from the US directly to Havana. For all these years I’ve wanted our relationship to be different. Once you have walked the streets, spoken to the artists, and witnessed the everyday resourcefulness it’s hard to wish for anything else. I’m most interested in what we can have in common. Maybe our sameness can expand our compassion.
I’d like to change the idea that our identity is based on us versus them. That countries need borders and walls to separate us.
Our beginnings and endings, trials and errors, questions of identity and worth, dreams and risks can take place on any street. Beauty is in the door frame we walk by without a second glance, the public art that questions gender or our most basic assumptions, in the buttons you push to get entrance/acceptance. This is my collection of images and wishes that seeing beauty in a space might help others to see beauty in each other. I hope that each image reminds you of something. Maybe your hometown or somewhere you’ve visited. I am looking for the familiar in a place that may seem far away to some.
This isn’t work about falling apart. This is work about putting things back together. This is everyday life, a kind of redemption. My knowing that all of our global souls have a thread that binds us together, that beauty is healing. This is my optimistic wonder.
There’s a joy in rediscovering an old friend. I intuitively walked around the city hunting and collecting abstract patterns and motifs and small passages of time. I love the mystery of what is behind the next corner. I left the city transformed and my greatest is hope is that one day there will be much more of an exchange between our two countries and we will be great neighbors.