Super photo story of charismatic Che Guevara









René Burri and his tutor Henri Cartier-Bresson were in Cuba for a task for Life magazine. They were denied close access to Che. Along these lines, Burri ran with three cameras. Indeed, even the blinds of the room where this photo was taken were drawn in light of the fact that Che was the second-most vital man in Cuba.





Every week at the Magnum workplaces in Paris, Henri Cartier-Bresson would survey the contact sheets put together by more youthful picture takers coming back from assignments. It was an overwhelming background, not slightest in light of the fact that Cartier-Bresson had an impossible to miss method for evaluating, where he would pivot the contact sheet gradually, taking a gander at it topsy turvy and from every single conceivable edge, concentrate the arrangement and investigating the substance.





René Burri understood that with Che's photos, the evaluate would be more sharp than any time in recent memory (Cartier-Bresson himself was in Cuba for a Life task at the same time with Burri, however was denied nearer access to Che). Burri needed to ensure that he didn't miss a shot. He went on the task with three cameras, and submitted to his guide a composite contact sheet. It was hazy whether Mr. Cartier-Bresson got this sleight of hand.





Laura Bergquist, a star journalist with Look magazine, had met Che Guevara at the UN in October 1962, after the Cuban rocket emergency. She irritated him so much that he advised her: "In the event that you get consent from the CIA or the Pentagon, you are welcome to Cuba, and I will demonstrate to you what is truly going on." She got the green light from the Americans – and I ran with her.





We touched base at Che's office on the eighth floor of the Hotel Riviera in Havana. Around then he was the number-two man in Cuba – he was the priest for industry, and chief of the Banco Nacional. His face was on the two peso note. I saw the blinds were drawn and, after we were presented, I asked him in French: "Che, would I be able to open the blinds? I require some light." But he said no. I thought, well, it's your face, not mine.



