The air smells of salt and frankincense, and in the cool blue morning, Indian Rollers flash their turquoise and lapis wings, while Rose-ringed Parakeets laugh in a green blur.
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Please ask for my permission before using anything contained within this blog. Thank you!
art / appetite / adventure
Harika is the Turkish word for wonderful, marvellous, extraordinary. It has always been one of my most favourite words, for both its meaning and the pleasure of pronouncing it.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
Welcome to Harika, the adventures of a compulsive sketcher.
The Art / The Appetite
The Adventures
The open road
The Archive
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2013
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March
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- migration
- pattern and colour at the fish market
- winter, you've overstayed your welcome
- a bit of street art
- a delicious discovery
- signs of spring
- sketches of oman, part 2
- sketches of oman, part 1
- a good omen
- the edge of both sea and desert
- more of that omani flavour
- blue and white
- symmetry and mathematics
- village doors, plateau
- camels!
- the pearl of nizwa
- a reunion of sketchers in muscat
- searching for omani flavours
- the feeling of being light
- accents of white
- colours of the fish souq
- in the cool blue morning
- the muscat festival
- salaam, oman
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March
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