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I’ve recently returned from almost four weeks on the road photographing the beautiful (and expansive) province of Ontario. I’m now winding down and sifting through the images. The shoot was for Ontario Tourism and along with the stills, they commissioned a video crew to shoot some beautiful b-roll footage as well. This image personally represents that quintessential summer feeling. It’s a cold Toronto morning out, so it’s fitting that this is my first post from what has become a large Ontario series.
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.
For the past week, Torontonians have been finding ways to deal with an intense heat wave. Although it’s started to return to seasonal temperatures, most people are still trying to beat the heat and cool down, any way they can. Yonge-Dundas Square in the core of the city offers some willing people -and their pets- a chance to relive the good ol’ days of care-free sprinkler jumping.
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 one constant found in all countries, cultures and creeds is the innate desire for freedom. We will fight at any cost for it, protest until beaten and jailed, move to the un-known for a better way, even do the un-thinkable in the name of whatever you believe in, secular or otherwise. The following image was taken in Dharamsala, India during a three day protest for Tibetans, both living within their borders and abroad. This otherwise sleepy town was transformed into a constant wave of refugees, monks and Indian locals all supporting the most desired cause of all, freedom.
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.