Wonderful Lynn, painter and caligrapher extrodinaire, drew in this lovely introduction.
The ancient fortified town of Essaouria. The boats really are that blue. There were only one or two seagulls in the painting before the waiter at Cafe de France told me I had to add more.
Doors to the little Mosque la Kasbah on the Place Moulay Hassan in Essaouria. I sat accross the street in Cafe de france hours.
Window to my left.
Cafe cats.
The view from inside the cafe. The friendly wait staff patiently indulged my desire for french conversation and invited me inside the cafe to draw their portraits! -again, who's beautiful life is this? (I left the portraits with them.)
Another spot in Essaouria across from our perch on the ramparts (I don't actually know what we were sitting on but ramparts sounds so good). As we sat here painting I spoke with a variety of facinating tourists: a journalist from NYC trying to shake off work life and headed for a Moroccan pastry cooking class, a german artist looking for a pencil sharpener, folks from South Carolina driving from one North African town to another and another...
Treasure from the souks. Wild variety of color and texture.
Karen took a photo of a basket of dye powder bottles.
Cyprus trees on the perimeter of the Peacock Pavilions grounds.
...those fabulous beads again.
At the 16th century Koranic school Medersa Ben Youssef, I scrambled down, in, up and through the rabbitt warren of monks' cells (climbing through two others to get into this one!) to make this little picture.
A few participants brought these types of vases back to the studio at Peacock Pavilions- they are ink wells/pen holders for students I think?
A fancy inspired by the courtyard at the Medersa Ben Youssef.
