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The Jewish Quarter in Fez that was once inhabited by more than 20,000 Jews is a fascinating place.
Just outside the walls that delimit the Medina, it stands out from the rest of fez due to its colourfully-washed walls, beautiful blue doors and remnants of a culture that no longer exists.
Now the Jewish community barely reaches 200 people, and of them, 0 live in this neighbourhood.
--- El barrio judío de Fez, una vez con más de 20.000 habitantes es un lugar fascinante.
Justo en frente de las murallas que delimitan la Medina, resalta sobre el resto de Fez por sus coloridas paredes, sus puertas azules y remanentes de una cultura que ya no existe en la zona.
Ahora la comunidad judía apenas llega a las 200 personas y ninguno de ellos vive en ese barrio.
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“Île de Glace“ | 2017.05.24
In the heart of the city, in the midst of the Seine, lay two islands exemplifying the pillars-and-pleasures of Parisian life: one the sober soul of society, the other a sanguine sidekick floating in its slipstream.
Île de la Cité proudly anchors Paris as the site from whence it all sprouted. Appropriately, its three main landmarks represent separate sources that shaped the city: God (the imposing Cathédrale Notre-Dame), the Crown (the awe-inspiring royal hall of Sainte-Chapelle), and the Rule of Law (the impressive Palais Du Justice).
Eternally tagging along – connected by a bridge at the geological hip -- is the Île Saint-Louis; a smaller, more flippant piece of flotsam that doesn't demands your faith, fealty or obedience...only your coin in exchange for charming trinkets and copious frozen treats.
The island’s main rue is lined with chic boutiques and galleries, but is perhaps best known as the home of frozen foodie favorite, Bertillon ice cream. Multiple outlets sell the famous treat (joined by numerous competitors basking in its dreamy dairy aura) so the adorable enclave serves more scoops-per-capita than anywhere, and earns my preferred fairy-tale nickname: “Ice Cream Island”.
This father-and-son were not only found on the islands, but seem a physical embodiment of their dynamic; the larger, wiser, protector vigilantly guiding his charge through the stream of life leaving the lovable little one with no worries but his glace.
I have always had some weird obsession with pigeons in cities. They are mad creatures. Death for them looms around every corner. Their entire existence is shaped by the city- a concept created by humanity. The pigeons accustom to us and incorporate our existence and our creations into their nature. Things such as skyscrapers and taxis, and all the rowdy, tumultuous people and their lifestyles must be a nuisance. Pigeons can be vicious sometimes, especially in major cities. It is almost like they inhibit the traits that people from cities have- the ostensibly arrogant disposition that is instilled into someone from a city. It cannot be denied that people from a city differ a lot from those from rural areas. There is something about our way of life and the way we understand people and society that differs from someone who has lived in a rural area their entire life. The way we walk, the way we inquire, the way we can take things for granted- it is a commonality that people from cities have the accessibility to, say, take a subway to their destination, or to get up in the middle of the night and walk two blocks to the 24/7 convenience store. It is this arrogance, relatively speaking of course, in the way we live- the way that life is assumed in one way than another. I wonder what pigeons think of us. We must certainly interrupt their way of life as we are not necessarily the most courteous people. Pigeons are just there. We do not see some purpose for them. They must feel that they have the right to return that lack of respect right back at us. Any city you go to, they flock in groups and fly around like they own the place, much like us. Pigeons are fucking crazy. Some of them fly right at you for no apparent reason, rather than fly away. Guess that is just nature's doing.
// shot with fuji xe-1
// Lisbon, Portugal 2016