The Cuban peasantry. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

“When you photograph a person in color, you photograph their clothes, when you photograph a person in black and white, you photograph their soul.”

Ted Grant

When you walk the fields in Cuba you know sacrifice and perseverance. You collide with people who get up early and work until the sun goes down, who know the “secrets” of nature—decline, pests, powerful grafts—who suffer from drought and acid rains, who do not hesitate to share their harvest, a “ “buchito” of coffee. 

When you walk the fields in Cuba, accompanied by a camera, you have the joy of capturing the essence of those beings who, often due to the absence of the necessary resources, get up every day to plant and care for crops. They think about the well-being (and food) of a majority that surpasses them, while the furrow and sweat absorb them. They do not know selfishness. 

The Cuban peasantry. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

The man of the reeds. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

The Cuban peasantry. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

In the harvest. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

All your life with the joy of working in the field. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Delivery, from dawn to dusk. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

The peasant woman. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Forestry work and the "magic" of creating plant postures. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Humility. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Harvest. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Simplicity and nobility, in the countryside. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

Dedication and dedication, every day. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.

The peasant woman. Photo: Enrique González (Enro)/ Cubadebate.