Images from Cuba - an unchanging reality. If I’m honest this is some sort of photographic odyssey. First and foremost I came to see the old American cars, but linked to somewhere else’s legacy and a chance to drift through a unique environment. This island although not large, has plenty of diversity, an intrinsic if dilapidated beauty and much about it that is instantly recognizable from it’s flag, the psychedelic Che portraits, antediluvian Chevrolets and Spanish influence in Havana’s rhythmic arcades.