My first photography trip abroad took me to Cuba—a place of sun-drenched streets and decaying elegance. I spent my days documenting a world of beautiful contradictions: 1950s Chevrolets navigating potholed roads and palatial homes wearing a cloak of faded grandeur. The light is legendary, but the spirit of the people is what truly defines the island—a people of grit, grace, and an enduring sense of history.