17/11/2011 Augustine — San Raphael, Havana Cuba

My first female revolutionary. Again, not much shared language, but enough to understand I wanted a photo of her. In Cuba anything goes. I think she said she was from Argentina.

20/11/2011 Ramone and Brian — Havana Cuba

I was sitting on a bench with some amigos when Ramone and Brian walked by, so it was a split second decision. I leapt up and chased after them. Ramone was not in the slightest bit suspicious or guarded. I asked for a shot of him on his own, but I think this one with his son Brian works better.

No reason to ask “Why Che?” on this occasion, it was plainly obvious. All smiles, Che — thumbs up. “You like Cuba?” hands raised to the cloudless sky and bright sunshine. Wonderful.

21/11/2011 Teddy — The Prado, Havana Cuba

Being in Cuba it was perhaps not surprising that I was now seeing Che T-shirts all over the place, and on my regular morning walk along the Prado to the seafront I met Teddy from Denmark, who has been to Cuba several times.

Why Che? “I just like the Revolutionary figure.” 

21/11/2011 Kjell-Arne — Hotel Inglaterra, Havana Cuba

I bumped into Kjell-Arne (from Norway) as he was leaving Hotel Inglaterra at dusk. The pavement was bustling with people so there was only time for a photo and get his name.