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By Dawn Gable

HAVANA TIMES — Ramiro A. Fernandez certainly chose the right photo from his “rare and classic” collection to use as the cover of this 288 page picture book. The 1952 signed print of entertainers Josephine Baker (French) and Ernesto Bonino (Italian) is arguably the best photo in the book, esthetically speaking, and gives the potential reader a fair warning of what to expect inside.

What’s inside? An overabundance of scantily clad starlets, entertainment and sports stars, studio poses of wealthy little children (boy with toy horse, boy with puppy, girl on swing, boy in sailor suit), well over a dozen 19th century seated portraits of god-knows-who, and of course a short obligatory series of cars.

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Two unidentified individuals engaging in the Cuban ritual of un cafecito, Havana, 1957.

 

The book falls short on photos catching people in the act of living. While there is the occasional image of a vendor or laborer, most of these are posed shots as well, leaving the pages dry and lifeless. Quite a disappointing assemblage from “one of the largest [image collections] outside of the island nation.”

The organization of the book is an unsolved mystery. Pages flip from 19th century portraits of elite youth dressed for carnival, to Che Guevara playing chess with rag-tag soldiers in 1964, followed by a tamales vendor seemingly posing for an advertisement in 1953. Random.

Save for his short and interesting biographical introduction, the author seems to have no story to tell. No understanding, beyond the visible snap instant, of those populating his collection. To be fair, perhaps it was never his intention to paint a picture out of his photos. But the title of the book suggests otherwise.

The rare treats I found among the lot were a couple of panoramic views of Havana before the turn of the century. These were simply fascinating and made for a few fun minutes of playng “what’s there now?” with a friend.

Publicity still for the tourist trade showing Morro Castle from the ramparts looking west over Havana, 1925.
Publicity still for the tourist trade showing Morro Castle from the ramparts looking west over Havana, 1925.

All in all, it took me the whole of 90 minutes to peruse the book from front to back cover, including reading the poetry by Richard Blanco, the poet of Cuban decent who recited at President Obama’s second inauguration. His lines here seemed to be awkwardly forced into the overall composition.

The best I can do is recommend that you thumb through the pages while hanging out at your local book store waiting for your favorite beverage to be brewed, but then put it back on the shelf and save your money for a refill.

Cuba Then: Rare and Classic Images from the Ramiro Fernandez Collection

Introduction by Ramiro A. Fernandez
Forward and poems by Richard Blanco
The Monacelli Press (April 15, 2014)

http://www.amazon.com/Cuba-Then-Classic-Fernandez-Collection/dp/1580933831/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1396216634&sr=8-1&keywords=cuba+then

César Romero, born in New York to an Italian father and Cuban-born mother.  César, whose maternal grandfather was poet/revolutionary José Martí, is seen here with Mexican actress Elena de La Cruz, sitting on the Paseo del Prado, Havana, 1946.
César Romero, born in New York to an Italian father and Cuban-born mother. César, whose maternal grandfather was poet/revolutionary José Martí, is seen here with Mexican actress Elena de La Cruz, sitting on the Paseo del Prado, Havana, 1946.

10 thoughts on “Cuba Then, a Photo Book Collection

  • Your insulting description of Josephine Baker is as false as it is racist. Shame on you for demeaning such a courageous and principled black woman who was a leading member of the NAACP and a recipient of the Croix de guerre from the government of France. Madame Baker faced down death threats from the Nazi’s in Occupied France & the KKK in America. The FBI kept a file on her as a suspected subversive. None of this stopped her.

    In 1963, she spoke at the March on Washington at the side of Martin Luther King, Jr. Baker was the only official female speaker and while wearing her Free French uniform emblazoned with her medal of the Légion d’honneur she introduced the “Negro Women for Civil Rights.” Rosa Parks and Daisy Bates were among those she acknowledged and both gave brief speeches. After King’s assassination, his widow Coretta Scott King approached Baker to ask if she would take her husband’s place as leader of the American Civil Rights Movement. After many days of thinking it over, Baker declined, saying her children were “too young to lose their mother”.

    You would do well to learn a thing or two about somebody before you open your mouth and show the world your ignorance.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Josephine_Baker

  • Dawn good job however noone cares about Josephine baker she was a little more than a house negress and a lolipop lover to the mafia

  • Even though she was a house negress to many I will never renounce mine I am Afrikan Cuban deal with it

  • I haven’t seen it already, so I thank you for suggesting it. I took a quick preview at my desk and liked what I saw enough to pause it and wait till I get home, pour myself a long glass of good rum and watch it on a better screen.

    I love the novels of Sabo’s younger brother, Guillermo.

    I don’t know why they would ban that film. It’s so full of life, joy, and of course, sex. Mucho gracias!

  • Although you’ve probably seen it already, a great documentary from the very first years of the Revolution, (also the first ICAIC film banned by the cultural commissars) is Sabo Cabrera Infante and Orlando Jimenez-Leal’s non-narrative film, “P.M.” a “slice-of-life” which records a Friday or Saturday night in Regla’s waterfront dives, circa 1961. It was banned because it recorded man (and woman) as s/he IS, rather than what s/he SHOULD be. Fortunately, copies of the film were saved, and we can now enjoy it. (Not sure, but some out-takes of “P.M.” seem to open “Memories of Underdevelopment.” If not, then similar documentary scenes.)
    Again, still can’t find the documentary of Antonio Maria Romeu jamming with a small tipica Cuban orchestra, also circa the early 1960’s.

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