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“Ciò che la terra divide il mare unisce”
(Antico detto Greco)
Foto mia.. @struruso
Jimi Hendrix and Uschi Obermaier in Berlin, 1969.
↳ “ [Jimi] was the most beautiful of all the men I’ve ever been with. Making love to him was one of the most profound experiences of my life.”
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“Once I was on a boat, in Vila Franca. That night I sang the ‘Fado Cravo’ and people around me kneeled at my feet. Why did they kneel? Because I felt a very strong emotion… I don’t even know what to call it. Perhaps I am not creative, but when I sing I create. And to create, I need music.”__Amália Rodrigues #fado #music #traditional #portogallo🇵🇹 #travellovers #travelwithme #travelawesome #travelagain✈️ #travelmemories #beautifuldestinations #nightsinlisbon #alfana #lifewellcaptured #livetheexperience #lifewelltravelled #lifewellcaptured #mybestmoments #mytripmyadventure #instatravel #instagood #mytravelgram #greektraveler #greektravelbloggers (στην τοποθεσία Lisbon) https://www.instagram.com/p/CP31PbGLHha/?utm_medium=tumblr
“Why did you paint a couch in the middle of the jungle?“ Rousseau: "Because one has a right to paint one’s dreams.” Henri Rousseau The Dream ; 1910
I found four coats or ‘qapa-t’ (pl) purported to be from Morocco, in the online gallery of Réunion des Musées Nationaux. The top is from unknown provenance, just like the other two, but the lower qaba is from Ida Oultit, Taroudant.
And I just couldn’t place them. I haven’t seen these styles being showcased, or displayed, or even referenced (though obviously I haven’t read every report ever). In my eyes, they seemed completely unique to Morocco. I almost doubted they were Moroccan at all, because they looked more Egyptian or Syrian to me. Though they’re not Egyptian or Syrian in style either, as they’re just a bit too loose and the trimming doesn’t fit. The trimming is somewhat Ottoman-by-way-of-Algeria in style but missing the typical motifs, and hadn’t seen Algerians wear these.
Because of how much more tailored they were, I compared them with other tailored fashions from Morocco’s history and ethnic groups. So taking their construction into account, they had to be either from the pre-18th c., when depending on the fashion at the time, [wealthy] Moroccan men sometimes wore very fitted kaftans (which is not likely as both of these are dated to the 19th c.) oooor! they were Sephardi/Jewish Moroccan and I simply wasn’t familiar.
I vaguely remembered seeing a photo taken in the 1930′s by Jean Besancenot, that showed a gentleman in southern Morocco in fitted clothes.
And what do you know, biiiiiiii
Rabbi David Ben-Baruch Cohen Azogh, Mogador (Essaouira). Head of the corporation “Amine” of goldsmiths.
The same buttoned-sleeves, and more fitted cut. It looks like the exact same style, but without the buttons in the first extant coat, though he is wearing similar buttons on his jabador underneath. I actually think the green coat probably wasn’t worn as an everyday item, because it seems rather ornate, but who knows. Rabbi David Ben Baruch is also from the same region the second coat is purported to be from.
And then I found more examples of this type of button-less, fitted coat, worn by Jewish men in the early 20th c in Taroudant. It’s essentially part of a jabador (ensemble clothing worn in northwest Africa, influenced by Ottoman-Algeria), but the style is it’s own.
I don’t have their names unfortunately, but it’s good to recover this part of Moroccan history. Just because I didn’t know, doesn’t mean others didn’t. I mean, more people have seen these photographs in exhibitions and what not. But I don’t think people take the time to really look, so even in the gallery of Réunion des Musées Nationaux they were not tagged as Jewish or Sephardi Moroccan, and I think they should be. That is the culture.
The Wind Cries War by Enri Canaj, 2014-2016
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“Since the civil war in Syria and situation in Middle East gets worst day by day, the number of refugees and immigrants increases. Greece is the entrance point for these people who try to reach Europe. Nowadays 80 percent of the refugees coming to Greece are from Syria. Unfortunately, many of them never completed their trip. They drowned in the Mediterranean Sea. Lesbos is on the front line of this wave of arrivals.
But Greece is only their first station. No one wants to stay here. Their goal is to reach west Europe, specially Germany. After a few days in Greece their odyssey continues toward North Greece. Refugees second station is Macedonia, immediately after come Serbia, Croatia, Slovenia and Germany last. Every single minute, they have to deal with smugglers, money, the sea, the sun, the rain, hunger…
From outside everything looks so surreal but closely I really spotted the huge power people have to survive and this power comes only from hope. Hope is one of the gifts that we have. It wins fear, difficulties and make us fight and dream always for a better future. Hope is the positive energy that make us go on despite the situation, despite how rough things are.
The refugee journey its not something that belongs only to them, its something that affects or should affect all of us. It belongs to us!”
“Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to. And love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.’ If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet. Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by.’”
— Sarah Kay & Phil Kaye