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                                                   In The Streets of Cuba



                                                                             By Romain Nero MFIAP EFIAP/d2 HonEFIAP
                                                                                                        Luxembourg



                                                           For three unforgettable weeks, I explored Cuba with a
                                                       camera  slung  over  my  shoulder. My journey  took me  through
                                                       the faded elegance of Havana, the French-inspired boulevards of
                                                       Cienfuegos, the colonial heart of Trinidad, the revolutionary city
                                                       of Santa Clara, the tobacco-growing landscapes of Viñales, and
                                                       finally the vibrant atmosphere of Santiago de Cuba. Each place
    FIAP Events                                        possessed its own rhythm, yet everywhere I encountered the                                                                                                                           FIAP Events
                                                       same warmth, resilience, and generosity.

                                                           As a photographer, I quickly discovered that Cuba rewards
                                                       those who slow down. Although its vintage American cars and
                                                       colourful façades are irresistible subjects, I soon realised that my
                                                       strongest images lay a street or two away, where daily life unfolded
                                    Romain Nero        naturally. I spent hours simply walking, waiting for light to fall
                                                       across a doorway or for an unexpected encounter to emerge.

                              What struck me most was how open daily life appeared. Doors and windows stood wide
                           open. As I passed, my lens caught brief but intimate glimpses of ordinary routines, not intrusive
                           observations, but scenes visible to anyone wandering by. The boundary between public and
                           private seemed remarkably thin, allowing homes and streets to merge into one continuous
                           neighbourhood.
                              I learned that Cuba is not simply seen; it is experienced through patience. Some of my
                           favourite images came only after spending twenty or thirty minutes quietly observing a single
                           corner. Eventually someone would emerge carrying fresh bread, neighbours would pause for
                           conversation, children would chase a football into the frame, or shafts of golden light would
                           illuminate an open doorway for only a few precious seconds.
                              One image remains especially vivid in my memory. I had been waiting for the right balance
                           of light and movement when, in a split second, a polished 1950s American car glided through
                           the frame, a woman struggled against the wind with a broken umbrella, and a man stepped out
                           of a café taking a drink from a bottle. Individually, each was entirely unremarkable; together,
                           they formed a composition that could never have been staged. It became one of those rare
                           photographs in which timing, light, and chance aligned perfectly, revealing the spontaneity and
                           quiet theatre of Cuban life.

                              When I look back on those three weeks, it is not the famous monuments that I remember most
                           vividly. It is the glimpse through an open window where three generations shared an evening
                           meal; the old man concentrating over a game of dominoes; the bicycle mechanic smiling proudly
                           after coaxing another few years from a machine that most people would have discarded.

                              Although Cuba is often celebrated for its vivid colours: the photographs in this portfolio
                           are presented in black and white. This was a deliberate artistic choice. By removing colour, the
                           images invite viewers to focus on what first drew my attention: the people, the quality of light,
                           the textures of weathered walls, the expressions on faces, and the subtle interactions that define
                           everyday existence. Black and white strips away the visual distractions that can sometimes
                           romanticise Cuba and instead reveals its timeless humanity. The contrasts between light and
                           shadow echo those within the country itself: between past and future, privation and joy, decay
                           and resilience. Monochrome also creates a visual unity across the three-week journey, linking the
                           different locations into a single narrative. Rather than presenting Cuba as a colourful postcard
                           destination, this exhibition invites viewers to discover a place of enduring character, where
                           dignity, resourcefulness, and human connection transcend colour itself.
                              To see the complete set of images with which Romain Nero gained his MFIAP, go to:
                              https://www.fiap.net/en/portfolios/mfiap/romain-nero


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