Living there. Surviving there. In Cuba, daily life is called fatality for those from below, those for whom the pavement remains the preferred stage. In Cuba, the street brings people together, resembles a permanent theatre where the actors wear their beauty. Everywhere, men and women talk in the open air, smiling at life as it is. Everywhere, this music like a heartbeat to fall definitively in love with this tropical tropism.

Florence Gautier's images still tell of the old-fashioned charm of colonial buildings, the gleam of cars from another age. And then these colours from the palette of a painter with an oversized talent. A journey into the past combined with the present. What about tomorrow?