In a valley between the High and the Low Atlas in Morocco stands a dilapidated and almost forgotten palace. The outer walls are about to collapse but the most beautiful part, the reception hall, is still reasonably intact. The light is phenomenal at the right time.
Real encounters with people all over the world have attracted me from childhood. Traveling uninhibitedly unknown countries and continents and making contact with their residents. Those contacts with people in other parts of the world have taught me that the basic emotions of all people are the same. Unknown makes.. Read more…