Havana on the tip of the tongue

Over time, Eloy Rodríguez (Havana, 1997) has become a collector. He has had at some point more than twenty cameras on his shelf and has used them all, besides all...

Prague, Havana: Round Number

The ultimate dullness From the window of my room at the Pushkin Hotel, at 14 Husova Street, I could witness the parade of...

The Photofiction of Joan Fontcuberta

Perhaps Joan Fontcuberta (Barcelona, 1955) is the least literal of photographers. And he is probably the most...

Letters from Herralde

In the spring of 1969, in a brief stupor of Franco’s state of emergency, the publishing house...

Hegel in La Güinera: Dialectics of 7-11

To Boris Muñoz Whenever an American leftist tells me that he is a Marxist, my reply is the...
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