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Walk the Souks in Marrakech. – 1

  Take a walk with me through the Souk in Marrakech, a photographic tour.  We’ve been exposed to so many breathtaking things. Souks, that wind under huge sand coloured buildings lined with colourful things. It’s a maze of brilliant object d’art. But you share the confined spaces with motorbikes, donkeys, horses and hand pushed carts. It’s noisy, the smells are foreign and exotically sweet. During the day it is almost predominately men present and the stalls appear to be run by men rather than women. I’ve been chastised very loudly for photographing a fruit stall and yet invited to take photos in other places. Its quite cold, You have to layer and I would dearly love to be here in Summer. Marrakech has the largest traditional Berber market in Morocco and the image of the city is closely associated with its souks. Paul Sullivan cites the souks as the principal shopping attraction in the city, describing it as “a honeycomb of intricately connected alleyways, this fundamental section of the old city is a micro-medina in …

A few hours in Narita.

  Yesterday, we had a short one day stop over in Japan en route  to Bangkok. We were supposed to have a day and a half, but leaving ones passport in a hire car put paid to that unfortunately and rescheduling gave us less time to explore. Traveling from the USA to Bangkok, our fare was booked as a one world round the world fare and this leg was with JAL Japan airlines. So we took the opportunity to visit a very special person we hadn’t seen for 23 year. Short but sweet. everything eventually fell into place. As I mentioned we stayed at the Hilton Narita. A large hotel born of the Hilton standard of excellence. They offered a shuttle to and from the airport and also shuttles to local train and bus stations and we took advantage of that. It’s a great service. Our shuttle took us to the bus station in the city of Narita where we met Rimi our host student of several decades back.  Then a short walk to a …

India – Textiles unwound.

On the road in the state of Gujarat.   We arrived at Rann Riders late morning yesterday. It’s a resort of sorts because it is close to the wild donkey area and a lake where there is a lot of wildlife. There are no other guests here right now, tourism is down due to a hike in prices because of high  GST. The GST has been lowered but somehow it prevented Indian tourists from traveling this year. The 3 hour drive from the city was peppered with interest. First of all the roads are busy and very narrow in the country and there are speed bumps every half mile so progress is slow. I’ve encountered it before, but I always forget about it until you are actually on the road. We passed fields of cotton and I was able to get out of the car and take photos of it in the field. The temperatures are very high, almost 104 yesterday and I find it hard to see the people working in in that heat. Granted …

Market walks. – Jaipur.

Cups of creamy fresh yoghurt, served in earthen ware cups and deep fried chilli stuffed with cottage cheese and other things that I’m not able to remember added to the monkeys in the tree above us stealing bananas from the vendor. In the mean time, the traffic passed us by in it’s  alarming constant stream punctuated by the sound off a hundred horns.

The Taj Mahal.

India. Traveling out of Delhi we move in a stream of traffic. Our speed is slower than others on the road because there are new legislated speed limits for passenger buses and trucks, so we are passed by a ribbon of bikes and tuk tuks, hand on horn and a speed way attitude. Our driver is practiced at not coming to a screaming halt as a motor bike overtakes us and seemingly pulls in far too sharp, Well I’m putting my foot on the brake from the seat behind him. I’ll keep us safe. Like most large cities the sides of the roads are decorated with advertising, but even that is interesting, because now and then there is a huge picture of an elephants and I  even saw  a sign with a heard of water buffaloes that appearing fleetingly as we passed. The road signs are in English and Hindi and the advertising is all in English making this part of this trip to Agra  a normal city departure. We are stared at by the locals …

Venture out into the city.

I opted to walk back to the hotel knowing that it was going to be a little bit of an army manoeuvre trying to cross the busy roads. With google maps on my phone, it guided me past food vendors on the pavements, groups of people with entitlement to their small patch of path. I congratulated myself at each of the 6 crossings I completed on the  crazy traffic  hugging roads.

Continue the Journey.

The book of travels   Delhi My day began with the most delicious breakfast. Sitting in a restaurant where you look quite out of place is an interesting experience. I think I was the only European person visiting today. I sat amongst young women in beautiful Saris, Business men in suits and Indian tourists. Its exciting to see what is on offer for breakfast and my choice was baked yoghurt, Mint and lemon water, Ginger Tea, some bircher muesli, prunes and walnuts and a Masala Dosa. Finished with a much needed cappuccino. It was actually lunch time in Australia, so I took my time, did a little drawing and enjoyed the ambience. The the body said rest again and I laid on my couch covered myself with my white muslin cover and fell asleep until 12.30 pm. It’s been a quiet day, I’ve had a lot of work to complete and I’ve only had a short walk in the garden to get a little fresh air. Tomorrow I take the camera out to seriously capture …

Influence of India – the quilt.

I’ve had a busy few days and I’ve finished two quilts this week. “Edna” the Elephant. The idea of the elephant was on a poster on a wall in India. I can’t find the picture, it was just in my mind somehow. I began with fabric from India, the green fabric and the orange is Cotton Rubia fabric. Of course the Taj Mahal is  real and drawn with pigment ink on the rubia before it was sandwiched. This is one of my own photos. Th ink worked well on the Rubia fabric. Kaffe Fassett fabric worked well for the blanket. I colored the orange with white ink and the tusks are white fabric that I have illustrated. The ink is pigment and permanent. In beginning to quilt it, I first stitched around the pattern on the blanket in black thread. then the elephant was quilted the same way. I freehand drew a continuum of the pattern of the blanket onto the body of the elephant, it reminds me of the henna patterns we all have …