Louie Palu

Louie Palu describes his twelve years of photographing the mines and mining towns of the Canadian Shield

I tag in. I am a number now. The worn, round metal tag hangs on a nail next to the level I will be working today. My number is my birth year—1968. If I don’t come up from the mine, they know where to start looking for me.

Surrounded by the faces of Southern Afghanistan, it's hard to remember this is Cuba.

It was the peak of the Afghan fighting season, a time in late summer when all the perfect conditions for war come terribly together. The medics stood outside the UMS, like they had all summer long, waiting for the casualties. No one said a word; they knew well the horrors that would be coming.

It is apparent that perhaps a new regime is taking hold here. Some of the restrictions are being slowly loosened.

On photographing inside Guantánamo.

Photographer Louie Palu begins photographing the infamous facility.