In these pictures, I don't know most of the people. Many of them I've just met for a tiny moment of a shot. However I remember each situation, each moment, I remember the light, the colors, the energy; what happened before and after taking the picture. I remember the connection we made despite the language barrier. Their openness and trust that allowed me to shoot. Incredible hospitality - having nothing, they got everything. I remember their joyful spirit and a difficult political situation behind. The multi-ethincal structure and a question 'what does it mean to be a Cuban...?'

In this set of pictures, I bring my memories together and show my perceptions of Cubans. 

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