Cuba

Photo by Hayley Anderson

When wandering the back streets of Granma, a small island in southern Cuba, this waif-like child appeared around the corner. Her dress in tatters, barefooted and playing with an old iron ‘hoop’ she was oblivious to me waiting for my ‘decisive moment’. A moment where I would try to capture, a natural image of the harsh reality of life in Castro’s Cuba. She hangs on my wall and the look on her face constantly reminds and pricks my conscience to the pain associated with lack of opportunities, utter poverty and deprivation. I don’t even remember her name.