Essaouira · the city I love
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A slow place. No clients, no briefs,
no decks. Just Morocco at eye level,
the streets, the faces, the light
I collect on the way home.
I came to photograph a wall. I left with six friends.
The old medina of Casablanca adopted me before I could ask. No language needed, one peace sign and the whole alley turned into an afternoon. This is why I shoot: not the doors. The welcome.
Learning to listen as if I just discovered my five senses. I observe, I analyze. Everything becomes material.
Elif Shafak. On loop for two years. A journey of love and spirituality that reminds me it's never too late to start over.
Yes, a cartoon. A musician's soul learns that life isn't about success. It's about the simple moments.
No fixed destination. I love wherever I'm headed, not the other way around.
"Beauty isn't rare.
Attention is."
Note to self
Setting limits without over-explaining.
if you made it here,
leave a trace. I collect those.
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Thanks for walking through Morocco with me.
Come back whenever, the door is painted blue.