¿Y AHORA, CUBA? (2016-2018)

Made on 5 different journeys, this series has the heavy task of telling the aspirations and disillusions of the Cuban people. From Obama’s historic visit in March 2016, to the arrival of the new president Miguel Diaz-Canel in April 2018, obviously passing by the election of Donald Trump at the White House.

While the year 2018 should be the year of all hopes and transition, Cuba seems once again frozen. Not in the past, as in recent decades, but frozen in the present and caught between a revolution that is struggling to finish, and a future in the form of the American dream that still seems out of reach.

A present marked by bitterness and apathy; where we go to the Internet for entertainment and to forget, rather than participate in the world march. In the meantime, Donald Trump became President of the United States of America, and decided to maintain the embargo, canceled the agreement signed by his predecessor. And that the last of the Castro brothers seems to have better prepared his succession than he did not appear there.

In November 2018, two years after Fidel's death and six months after the election of Diaz-Canel, I returned to Havana to take stock of this transition that I have been documenting since 2011.

However, most Cubans still struggle daily in an underground survival economy, with resilience and ingenuity. Like the young people of Havana who hack the Internet signal of the government, and who resell it by creating private WIFI networks. Whether it is the Internet signal or the flour of state bakeries, Cubans refuse to talk about theft, they just take back what is theirs.

Before leaving, I wanted to meet the activist Berta Soler, the leader of the Ladies in Blank that Obama had met in 2016 in Havana. But I was arrested by the State Security who had intercepted my phone calls. I was detained and interrogated for almost 12 hours, before being released and put back on the plane for Montreal. The Cuban authorities confiscated all the photos taken during my stay, except for some that escaped their vigilance.

Utopia dissolves, time stretches, and it is resignation that prevails, again.

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