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Had the pleasure of catching this scene unfold before me as our bus sped past on its way from Chefchaouen to Meknes. Morocco’s landscape changes drastically from one part of the country to the next and this several hour drive, especially made early morning, reveals a soft side that can easily be overlooked. If you ever get the opportunity to travel Morocco, wake early and enjoy this ride. It’s one you won’t regret.
Healers come in all forms and from all walks of life. MD’s, Naturopaths, Homeopaths, Medicine Men, Spiritual Healers, this list can go on and on. I’m a strong believer that the healing depends more on the person being healed, rather than the form in which the healer is using. During some time spent in Morocco, I came across this man who, humbly enough, called himself a Medicine Man. He would sell his potions, remedies and charms to locals and foreigners alike. He would say, “whoever believes, can be healed”. This man brought a magical energy to Djeema El-Fna square in Marrakech.
The next few posts will be taken and uploaded with my iPhone as my laptop is currently packed away in storage back in Madrid. This will be the easiest and most efficient way to keep up with my posting.
This image was taken in a small mountain village in Northern Morocco (and personally a long time favorite place of mine) called Chefchaouen. A man in typical Berber clothing makes his way through the small but extensive, sky blue painted, Medina.
As I was slowly making my way through a Medina in Essaouira, Morocco, I kept hearing the chatter and laughter of two ladies behind me. Not being able to distinguish a word that was being said, I could instinctively understand that they were gossiping about something or other. Thinking they would make a great photo opp, I quickened my pace and found a little stand just off to the side of the road. As ‘photographers luck’ would have it, this beautiful mirror was placed in the perfect position for me to frame this shot of the two gossiping ladies as they passed me by.
While I was going through some old film I came across this black and white photograph that I took a few years ago while in Morocco. I decided to post it here because it helped transport me back -even if for a brief moment- to my first encounter with the incredibly humbling and awe inspiring, Sahara.
Taken in a small town on the outskirts of the Desert.
Morocco is one of the most beautiful and diverse countries I’ve ever had the pleasure of photographing. No matter where I traveled through while in Morocco, one thing was constant; animals everywhere! Whether it’s a flock of hungry ‘gulls on the Essaouiran port, show-monkeys on display in any major market square, or the hoards of cats that seem to dominate all of the medina’s in the country, you are bound to cross paths with at least a few species. This series is in honour of those rambunctious, cute, (sometimes) annoying and very persistent creatures that call Morocco their home; whether wild or tame, these animals stole my heart.