Parking Lot Series III

The last shot from the parking lot. Though most colours are original I couldn't help but play around with some of the cars to add vibrancy. May ´06

Parking Lot Series II

Another parking lot shot from Havana. May ´06

Parking Lot Series I

From the 12th floor hotel-room window in Havana I could see the most colourful parking lot. That´s the beauty of Cubans: they have discovered that cars are not limited to only black, white, grey and dark green paint. May ´06

Plastic Spring

In the same shop where I found the Jesus blessing the beads I found numerous isles of colourful, glorious, ever-lasting, fake, plastic blossoms. What a joy! May ´06

Red Chicken

My uncle Nicolás and my pap Benno after dinner remembering the chicken. May ´06

Yellow II

More yellow. May ´06

Yellow I

Mother´s Day flowers. May ´06

Sea Storm

The third night in Havana there was a huge thunderstorm, with lightning going on for several hours. It´s then that you realize how you are trully in the middle of the ocean, a tiny island in the great big Caribean Sea. April ´06

Holy Beads

I found this little statue of Christ blessing the beads in a crafts store in Mexico City. May ´06

The Butcher´s Son II

My latest mirror project, I´m just waiting for it to be uploaded onto their site. May ´06

The Butcher´s Son I

In the little plaza where my aunt has the ballet studio there is a Meat Shop. His sweet daughter takes ballet classes and her little brother waits with their dad, playing little games on the cell phone. May ´06

No Pase

¨No Entrance¨, at a car shop in Havana. April ´06

Early Morning Start

At 7am in the little streets of Old Havana, the rising sun shines through and gives everything an charming orange glow. It´s a great time of day since the air still feels fresh unlike the overwhelming humid heat that takes over from 10am to 6pm. I imagine this woman was off to work, as are most Cubans at that time of day. April ´06

In Between

My cousin Diana getting a little rest after a rehearsal and before the next class. April ´06

Listening to Alicia

A young student, from the National Ballet School of Cuba, listening ot the words of the legendary Alicia Alonso during the opening gala. Every year students and teachers from all over the world, though mostly Latin America, take classes along side the talented Cubans for two weeks in Havana. April ´06

Zapatillas Rojas

Fabiola getting ready for her performance at the National Theater in Havana. April ´06

Soaring Fifth

Little Fabiola, one of my aunt´s ballet students who also came to the two week course in Cuba, during pas de deux class. The studios are simlpy breathtaking, with amazing mouldings, columns and windows. April ´06

The Ballet School

Diana at the foot of the stairs of the National Ballet School of Cuba, our dancing home for two glorious weeks. April ´06

Mango Mousse

My cousin Diana Geiske was experimenting yesterday with a mango mousse recipe, it turned out quite disastrous. In a further attempt to create something delicious, a simple mix of whipped cream, chocolate and coffee syrup and chocolate chips worked out perfect. She´s still using my grandma´s old orange blender. May ´06

Red Love

From the airport to the city, I caught a ride with a sweet Canadian girl who´s newly wedded Cuban husband had come to pick her up. They met while she was on an exchange program in Havana, Cuba. They got married two months ago but she had to go back to Canada to finish her degree. They are in the process of getting the papers so he can go to Canada, but the process is not surprisingly: long and hard. In the mean time she came to visit him for a couple of months. It was one of the sweetest reunions I´ve ever seen. They were so in love. He brought her a rose and cookies, she had their developed wedding photos. The whole ride to the city center they held hands. April ´06