Rock Music in Cuba
The two girls were going to see their first live concert. When the music began, they ran to take refuge near the stage, for fear being crushed
Fabiana del Valle
Carnival in San Cristobal, Pinar del Río
It’s Carnival, let’s make the most of today, our problems will still be there tomorrow – we seemed to silently say.
The Agreement
Amanda had only known romantic love, the kind born with the expectation that a person close to us is responsible for satisfying us and making us happy.
From Dust to Gold
For the moment I remain dodging bullets in front of the wall, sure of my ideas. I have stripped every word, canvas, and brush of dust.
A Party with “Adjusted Standards”
What happiness, another new school year! We are not going to regret, there are countless reasons to celebrate.
A Story about Bread and Ice Cream
My brother’s birthday is coming up and his wife wants to celebrate it as we normally do. Times are hard, but she doesn’t give up.
Not One Step Back
My cousins were the ultimate expression of rebellion in our bucolic environment and conservative family.
Dayaniguas, a Paradise in Los Palacios, Pinar del Rio
The possibility of having an exit to the sea in the territory allowed the interrelation with all the neighboring areas.
An Intimate Collage
I grew up in rural Cuba, my father was a vet, my mother a housewife, without friends or acquaintances to influence my love for art.
A Virus Called Farewell
Despite the candid humor that the young ones tried to offer the adults, a different symphony was playing for us. This was a farewell party.