Over my first tajine and taste of pickled lemons (which are my new favourite things— oh, and prickly pears, which are sold all over the streets at the moment), I sketched this man:
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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.
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- vanishing point
- behind the medina
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- zellij
- fortress of storks
- my first moroccan sketch
- marhaba morocco!
- and away we go
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2 comments:
What a wonderful first Moroccan sketch. He looks welcoming, coming to life with your deft addition of watercolor. Love the blue and the lemony colored vest.
Thank you so much Vicky!
I hope to do many more sketches soon— there's just so much to draw that it's a bit overwhelming. I think I just have to get out and do it.
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