Old hats.

I´m interested in old people, I sit with them and hear the complete story of the island, they are the ones who have lived every stage of this so special country, those who have enjoyed and suffered good and bad times. Now that better times seem to be coming for the Cuban people, they say “it is too late for them”.
This photographic essay is a tribute to those ancients who still go outside every day  “to fight”, as they say, with their deep sight and dressed up with their best companions, their hats, perhaps the last old hats.