Caracas Does Not Believe in Pictures


Photo Feature by Caridad

HAVANA TIMES — Caracas is not a pretty city. The only thing that keeps people from going completely mad is the Waraira Repano (or Mount Avila) that hugs almost the entire extent of the capital.

A light rain is enough to flood the city’s streets and make them look like weeping virgins. If the rain gets a little stronger, mud-slides begin to affect the surrounding hills.

That said, this is the city I live and die to photograph.


When I say “die”, I am not just speaking metaphorically. I am always eager to take pictures everywhere, but taking pictures in this city can spell death these days. I may be exaggerating – it all really depends on luck and chance – and it may simply mean losing my camera forever.

I looked up the cities that are the most dangerous for photographers on Google. I don’t believe Google, or the people who put together statistics, care much about photographers. They only mention journalists or the most dangerous cities in general.

Caracas, of course, could not be left out of those statistics. According to several web-pages, the Venezuelan capital is among the most dangerous in Latin America.

It’s safe to assume that, in a city where stealing and having things stolen from you is like going shopping, where anyone can lose their life over a cell phone, or simply because (they kill you and then find out what you’re carrying, or they kill you if you look at them the wrong way, or if you fork over less than what they thought you had on you), walking down the street holding a camera could be suicidal.


So, even though I’ve learned other aspects of photography since leaving Cuba, I am starting to miss taking pictures of everyday life.

There is no municipality, parish or sector in the city where one can feel totally safe. You never know who might be watching you.

The worst part is that you can’t even trust the police or National Guard. In some cases, they are the ones you should worry about – not because they may shoot you, but because they could well take your photographic equipment with impunity.

Caracas is sad, and definitely does not like photographers.

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Caridad: If I had the chance to choose what my next life would be like, I’d like to be water. If I had the chance to eliminate a worst aspect of the world I would erase fear. Of all the human feelings I most like I prefer friendship. I was born in the year of the first Congress of the Cuban Communist Party, the day that Gay Pride is celebrated around the world. I no longer live on the east side of Havana; I’m trying to make a go of it in Caracas, and I continue to defend my right to do what I want and not what society expects of me.

17 thoughts on “Caracas Does Not Believe in Pictures

  • February 6, 2015 at 2:30 pm

    The term “beggar nation” is a frequently-used term to describe those countries that rely on the charitable acts of wealthier countries. “Borrower nations”, like the US, have problems unique to indebtedness but depending upon charity, or as you suggest, toilet paper from family in Miami, is not one of those problems. By the way, Cuba does have national debt. Putin did not forgive all of the debt the deadbeat Castros owed, just $32 billion of it. Likewise, the Castros stole the property of businesspeople and landowners worth and estimated $7 billion that is still owed. Don’t drink the Castro Kool-Aid without thinking for yourself just a little.

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