Locked in, we pick at each other, lots of wing and little flight… Encerrados, nos picoteamos unos a otros, mucha ala y poco vuelo…

A marble, or "bola" as we call it in Cuba, can become even more beautiful through crystallization. It is a violent process in which it is heated to a critical point and then plunged into water,

Light: outside, inside Silence was something sacred. Whoever possessed it had learned to accept it and to shape themselves through it. They reached clarity, a treasure held by sages and elders. Yet now