Olin, hiding in a corner of a furniture store in Gangnam, waiting to surprise Mami as she comes up the stairs.
Kids play - and we play along while we work.
© Jaime Permuth, 2025
Olin, hiding in a corner of a furniture store in Gangnam, waiting to surprise Mami as she comes up the stairs.
Kids play - and we play along while we work.
Mami is away this weekend so the boys are spending time with me. Weekdays are long and Fridays are no exception. After a full day at Kindergarten, the twins get dropped straight off at their Tae Kwon Do Academy. They are done with practice in time for dinner.
When bedtime rolled around, Olin was so tired he fell asleep even before I was done changing him. But Luca still wanted to read a story. So as not to disturb his brother, Luca held a flashlight while I read and turned the pages of “Bolivar”.
Jet lag happens when your body arrives at its destination but your soul hasn’t departed the point of origin.
While I travel, I like to send photos and videos to these two. Keep them in the loop, show them people, places and foods they haven’t encountered yet and remind them that Papi loves them.
At one point during my Cuba trip, Olin asked HRM to make sure I brought back a gold colored 1950’s Chevy to drive around in Seoul.
Another time it went like this:
- “Mami, let’s move to Cuba”.
“Why?”
- “So that when we wake up tomorrow, Papi will already be there.”
And my all time favorite riposte to a video from New York:
“Luca, what did you think of Papi’s video?”
- “I miss Papi… love you Papi!”
“Olin, how about you?”
“Olin, anything you want to say to Papi?”
- “Someday, I’m going to go a lot further away than Papi and send HIM videos!”
I hear you mis niños bellos. No more photos, no more videos. Just a flight home. I’ve missed you so.
Yesterday, I had a chance to see the exhibition “Something Beautiful, Reframing La Colección” at El Museo del Barrio. What I didn’t know coming into the galleries was that my series “The Street Becomes” was not only featured in the exhibition but had inspired a whole section of the show. El Museo and I go back many years and I was so very moved by this.
The exhibition features a number of artists I greatly admire. In particular, I felt humbled to show alongside the great Guatemalan modernist painter Carlos Mérida. His work is represented by a beautiful series of illustrations of the Popol Vuh.
I’ll be in Cuba until the end of the month. If you need to reach me, please try again at the end of the month.
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Estaré en Cuba hasta fin de mes. Si necesitas contactarme, por favor intenta nuevamente a fin de mes.
In 2018, four works from my series “The Street Becomes” were acquired by El Museo del Barrio for its Permanent Collection.
I am proud to have this work on view at the museum this summer. Also, I am particularly moved and humbled to know that my favorite Guatemalan artist, the great modernist painter Carlos Mérida, is also featured in the exhibition.
“Gordos, in twelve days Papi has to fly to Cuba”
L: “Papi, are you a bird?”
O: “A bird. Ha!”
Happy Children’s Day, Luca and Olin :))
Prefiero leer con la primera luz del día. El resto de la casa es silencio y los ojos se esmeran aún por delimitar la tinta sobre la página, negra y espesa como el café en la taza blanca.
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“Desde la altura de aquel piso veinticinco se tenía la visión más reveladora, tan hermosa como agobiante, de la insularidad: la línea oscura de la avenida del malecón, la serpiente gris del parapeto, que resguardaba a la ciudad de los embates del mar, la rocas salientes en varios tramos de la costa y, apabullante, como un desafío, la extensión del océano, visible hasta donde el planeta, al parecer, en realidad redondo, iniciaba la curva de su descenso hacia los otros mundos”.
“Mami, the waves are crying”.
“Why, Luca?”
“Because we’re leaving here and they love playing with me”.
Saturday -9 Celsius.
Heads: Brunch.
Tails: Ride.
Damn.
Staking Claim: Latinx Art and US American Experiences Wyeth Foundation for American Art Symposium
The Center for Advanced Study in the Visual Arts
National Gallery of Art, Washington DC
Session I: Latinx Art and Empire
A brilliant panel convened today at the National Gallery, moderated by Evelyn Carmen Ramos and featuring presentations by Terezita Romo, Taína Caragol and Kency Cornejo. I was incredibly moved by the power of the artworks referenced and by the minds and visions of the panelists. Taína focused on the themes of non-sovereignty, US militarism and the racialization of migrants and highlighted the importance of the years 1898 and 1904 to Latinx art history. Her presentation featured works by Antonio Martorell, Miguel Luciano, Juan Sanchez and my own series "The Street Becomes".
I attended the symposium online. The 10:30AM start time in DC translated into my 12:30AM in Seoul. But it was absolutely worth staying up for this.
La vida es un largo aprendizaje, adentro y afuera del aula. En el transcurso de nuestros días, nos aguardan todo tipo de lecciones, algunas dulces y otras duras y amargas.
Quizás la más difícil de ellas sea aprender a dejar atrás la vanidad, la ambición, el egoismo y entregarnos al amor.
Cuando llegaron Luca y Olin comprendí por primera vez lo que sintieron mis padres al nacer yo: su emoción, su regocijo, su ansiedad, su devoción incansable.
Y por eso, cada cumpleaños desde entonces se lo dedico a ellos. A mi mamá que ya no está con nosotros y a mi papá que sigue sin comprender para que sirve un mundo sin ella.
Coming from a tropical country, it’s a bit counter intuitive but nonetheless true: I love bicycling when the Han river freezes in winter.
The roads are almost empty of other cyclists and pedestrians. And there’s a stillness and silence which are the perfect foil for the rush of speed on the bike.
I left the house at 10 and came back at 3. Five hours on the road made me feel ten years younger.
Meet our little stock manager Luca. This morning he informed us how many individual yogurts we had left, which flavors and also how many lemons and apples where still in the fruit crisper. He also found a half drunk milk carton. He remembered two days ago Olin saved half his milk for Mami to have later.
He took it out and gave it to her.
About a year ago, Luca started going through the recycling bin and examining the contents. He might pick up an ice cream bar wrapper, glance up and casually ask “Who had ice cream last night after we went to sleep?”
Don’t try to hide any goodies from Luca.
He knows. Everything.
📸 Hye-Ryoung Min
It’s been a few years since I was able to return to Cuba. So I’ll be daydreaming from now until March, when I will be a guest instructor for Cuba Workshops along with my great friend and talented colleague Alex Garcia.
The workshop is meant for photographers at all levels and runs from March 3-11. We will spend time in both Havana and Trinidad.
Join us for an unforgettable journey!
More information here.
A recent transplant to Seoul, I am eager to learn about my new hometown’s growth and evolution across the decades. And naturally, I am particularly interested in the photographic representation of that history.
Yesterday, HRM and I were fortunate to spend time with Jeong Eun Kim, Director of The Reference bookstore. Jeong Eun also runs her own publishing imprint IANN, which has focused editorially on the great documentarians of Korean life in the mid 20th Century.
We shared an afternoon of conversation that opened up entire new vistas and left us deeply inspired and energized.
It’s a good day - a great day - when you find a kindred spirit.
When I opened my eyes this morning, I found Luca asleep next to me. All the fears, doubts and second guessing that daily run through my mind and burden my heart dissipated and left me with one shinning truth: fatherhood is the most beautiful gift life has ever given me.
And I will continue to do everything I possibly can to protect, educate, entertain, inspire and care for these boys. To deserve the joy they’ve brought to me.
After completing high school in Guatemala, I enrolled at the Hebrew University of Jerusalem, where I studied Psychology and English Literature. My next move was to relocate to NYC to attend the School of Visual Arts’ MFA in Photography and Related Media. I graduated in 1994 and began assisting and printing books and exhibitions for photographers I deeply admired. Fifteen years went by. My artistic practice became well established. In 2008, I returned to SVA once again; this time as a student in the Masters in Digital Photography Program, where I would go on to serve as Faculty for ten incredible years.
All this goes to saying that I cherish my long history with my Alma Mater. And I will forever be in the debt of incredible teachers and mentors like Charlie Traub, Marvin Heiferman, Katrin Eismann and Tom Ashe.
But without a doubt, it was meeting HRM when we were both students in Digital Photo that really changed my life forever. A true SVA love story.
This is why yesterday we felt so elated celebrating the 75th Anniversary of SVA’s foundation with a remarkable group of fellow grads in Seoul, Korea.
Night out with artist friends. I look more than a bit Korean in this quick sketch by Wongeun Kim :)
La barba un poco lampiña, los ojos más rasgados y la nariz más ancha me quedan bien?