Havana, Cuba — 2025
Havana doesn't ease you in. The moment you step onto the Malecón, the city hits you all at once: the salt air, the rumble of a passing classic convertible, a fisherman casting his line while a pelican circles overhead. It's chaotic and beautiful in equal measure, and it doesn't slow down for anyone.
I've been drawn back to Cuba repeatedly, and each visit reveals something different. On this trip, in January 2025, I moved between the waterfront and the narrow streets of Old Havana, watching the city live. The Malecón is still the heartbeat of it all, with classic American cars in pinks, reds and turquoises cruising the seafront as if it's still 1958 and the fortress of El Morro keeping watch across the harbor. Old Havana moves at its own pace. It's a photographer's city, but only if you're willing to get off the tourist trail and just walk.
What's in the gallery
The Malecón: a red convertible with El Morro behind it, a pink one cruising past a fisherman as a pelican flies overhead, a motorcycle passing a no-stopping sign, a sharply dressed man in a colorful jacket on the seawall. Old Havana: musicians on trumpet and trombone, music spilling out of Al Pirata on a Tuesday afternoon, a boy looking out through iron window bars, a girl posing proudly at a café table, a mother and her children on the steps of a colonial building, a man in front of a baseball mural, and a full moon rising over the rooftops at dusk.
See my earlier work from the city in Havana 2024, and watch the 72 hours in Havana video from the same trip. Closer to home, see Little Havana.
