MOROCCO
Photographic Project
The waves always break on shore. They reach the ground with its contradictions, its particularities, its poverty, its purity. This is the diary of a series of trips along the coasts of Morocco:
the sea on one side, the land on the other.
So let the warm winds range,
and the blue wave beat the shore
All things will die,
A. L. Tennyson
and the blue wave beat the shore
All things will die,
A. L. Tennyson
All the pics are made by 35mm films
Camera: Nikon FM2 & Nikonos V
