Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on September 26, 2019 at 4:05 PM
Almost everything about the Nazca culture is a mystery…
A Town Built by Milton Hershey
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on March 21, 2018 at 4:54 PM
Hershey, Cuba, was a town built by Milton Hershey to help insure a constant
supply of sugar for his chocolate factories in Hershey, Pennsylvania.
Pursuit of the Image
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on May 13, 2017 at 7:27 AM
The constant pursuit of the image, of looking and seeing or seeing and looking becomes an exercise in circularity: The more you look, the more you see; the more you see, the more you want to look.
Havana, During the Days of National Mourning: November 26 – December 4, 2016
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on March 6, 2017 at 6:54 PM
I arrived in Havana on November 29th and found this message taped to the wall inside the elevator in the hotel where I was staying.
Fidel’s Final Rally
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on February 25, 2017 at 6:17 PM
At 12:07 a.m. on November 26, 2016, a three-word text message flashed across my telephone screen: “Fidel is gone!” I was shocked. I shouldn’t have been. After all I knew he was already 90 years old.
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on October 21, 2016 at 5:23 PM
“In fourteen hundred and ninety-two, Columbus sailed the ocean blue,”
is the first line of a well-known poem for children that tells the story of Christopher Columbus and his discovery of the New World. It is the only line of the poem I ever learned.
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on September 16, 2016 at 3:17 PM
Cuba, a street in Havana, is like all streets in Havana, fascinating.
I found it quite by accident while exploring the city and decided to follow it. The irony of being on a street named ‘Cuba’ while in Cuba was not lost on me. As I neared the end of Cuba, I discovered a bonus—a boxing school.
Cuba: Te Vemos
Written by Patricia D.Richards | Posted on August 12, 2016 at 1:18 PM
57 Years After the Revolution
Cuba, cut off from American travel by her island location, her dictator, the U.S. State Department, and several presidents, has always been an enigma to me.