I roam aimlessly from Paseo del Prado to Malecon, ending up to Escobar.
An Agreement in Havana
Somewhere here I met Angelo last year
He sleeps on the couch with the same white cover and the same pillows as he did a year ago.
Projects
Philosophy of Wealth
Rooms Hidden by the Water
An Agreement in Havana
Kitchen Talks
The Street
Travels under the earth
A Market
Private Museum in the Louvre
Innocent Shores
Unspoken Destinies
Po More
Our Land – Bright Humility
Jesus stands on
the Swedish side
Eyes burned by the coconut
Ballad of Lapland
Sweet Song of Harlem
A Voice without letters
Warm Solitude
