Client: Tiny Atlas Quarterly x Coast to Costa
Up a small dark stairway a woman stood by a door. Red light flickered from the crack underneath. The rhythm of percussive instruments pulsed through the thin walls. A thick aroma of rum and cigar smoke enveloped the room as bodies played under dim candlelight. Through music and dance, a unspoken revolution emerged. An outlet of frustration, happiness and sadness through creative expression. The heart of Havana.