A photographic study through Storm King Art Center in New Windsor, New York
On our 2nd day of Cuba, after waking from a wonderful warm sweet rest, we walked through the streets of Havana.
As I type those previous words, I am still in unbelief. The words are on this virtual page; we walked the streets of Havana.
It happened. It was a real moment. We were there. It really happened? Yes.
The architecture of the city has markings and evidence of all its days. Some structures still have evidence of last night's party make-up still on. That tough opulent mascara is a pain to erase. Why erase it?
Other areas of the city are hungry for new and the word yes. Like the arts district. Full of new, unruly, seasoned but with a new spice.
The parks are filled with local life. The now. The news. The updates. The gossip. The friendship. The warmth.
We stayed out all day and watched the sun kiss all the areas of Havana, us included too!
We walked the streets of Havana.
Day One: Cuba
Our casa particular host offered to send a driver to pick us up. Expectedly he was running behind our arrival schedule given that it is pretty unpredictable how long it will take to actually go through all of the customs procedures at the airport.
His delay was well worth the wait. We had the ability to have our first experiences of Cuba. As soon as the airport doors opened, we could smell the sweet salty ocean air. We could hear the terms of endearment for family and loved ones greeting each other. We could see the bright colors, friendly greetings, and blue skies that adorn the airport. We could feel the tropical warmth on our skin and breathe it all in. What a moment.
In our travels, we have learned that part of the journey is recognizing the gift of time. Sometimes the gift of waiting appears in the space of waiting for the next moment. In this instance a lovely drive + walk through Cuba.
My advice to all that set out on a journey is to recognize the gift of Wait. Travel has its very own schedule and oftentimes it is out of our control. Enjoy the images! Come along with us to Cuba and enjoy the ride!
more images can be seen here: Places
Look at this panoramic image and join me in the silence of winter.
It is a challenge to live, work, and thrive in the snowy winter of Maine especially if you are not adjusted to the climate. This calm and still snow day has rendered the usual challenges effortless
The day after a snowstorm does not stand a chance to be a normal day. It’s got to be a snow day. The whole neighborhood is hoping for a snow day. The snow has fallen and the neighborhood takes the day off and calls for an official snow day. During a snow day, the normal goes out the door and one expects to be able to do the unexpected. Like cross country ski down the hill, past all of the Victorian homes on Munjoy Hill, straight through on to The Prom.
So for our snow day adventure plans, we grabbed our cameras, stepped out of our old Victorian apartment on the East End, and ventured down to the Eastern Promenade. Prior to walking out the door, the sky turned grey and gloomy, and for some reason it matched how my insides had been feeling. My insides had been feeling like a gloomy day on the East End. Distant from the adventures of newness and close to the quiet inside silence that only winter can offer. Winter sometimes is a silence unlike anything I had ever experienced prior to living here. The snow insulates earth like a recording studio. Only pure, crisp, non vibrating sounds clearly come through.
On the Prom
By Convinced Photography
(Cyle Davenport + Liz Davenport)
Welcome to Convinced Photography with Cyle + Liz Davenport. During our 20+ years of photography experience we have had the opportunity to live and work in lots of great places around the world.