Journalist Sheilah Bright
The boy stood in the Berber market and stared until I pulled the camera from my face and looked him in the eyes. I thought he might smile, but he didn't. His father flinched in the chair as the souk barber grazed the tip of his ear, but the boy didn't notice. It was my... Continue Reading →
If you happen by Jackson Square in New Orleans when the light falls and the tourist tide rolls down Bourbon Street way, you might find a maestro making magic from lips made of crystal. Linger awhile. Laugh at his jokes. Give a little back. He will renew your faith in humankind. It sounds something like... Continue Reading →
Will the Pope's visit and increased media attention bless Cuba with more freedom? Time will tell.
