Sometimes, you fall on a place where all elements seem to come together: light, drama, ambience and feeling. I found just such a place close to the small town of Ain Ouda in Morocco one warm spring day. Floods had come and gone and left trees wallowing in their wake to move on. A landscape in which to paint a portrait of imagination amidst a sense of isolation.
In a world that moves at a terrifying pace, it can be a relief to find somewhere to let your mind run free and where there isn’t the slightest whiff of a rose.