Quintana doesn't consider himself an artist with a capital "A," but rather a self-styled collector of "things beautiful." Attentively scanning Havana's sidewalks and gardens, scrupulously sifting through piles of trash, Quintana's art making is a kind of performance. Like a police detective he searches for particular kinds of evidence-traces of lives lived, vestiges of the passage of time. In the context of Quintana's collages, these carefully sought out bits and pieces of detritus acquire new lives and new meanings.