Last night’s Minaret exhibit was not only a chance to share some photos that I’ve taken on my travels but an opportunity to retrieve and relive some dusty memories that had been lying forgotten in my 1.0 memory chip mind. During the evening, a few astute visitors were quick to notice an early Soviet-era statue…
Alminares Iluminando las minorías. Un viaje desde Granada a Malasia Fotografías de Troy Nahumko La Traviata. Inauguración: 15 de abril de 2010 a las 21.00 h Los minaretes, elegantes antenas espirituales hechas por los hombres, se elevan hacia los cielos para proclamar la fe musulmana a sus seguidores. Símbolos islámicos conscientemente creados para ser diferentes…
For some it’s Easter egg hunts, for others meditations on torture and resurrection, others still a time to be ‘seen’ showing their penitence in hooded processions…for me it means that the simple fact of walking to my house becomes an ordeal. Crowds clog the tiny arteries of the old town here in Caceres, while supposedly…
Ibn Battutah is known for traveling around most of the known world back in the 14th century, but perhaps the least well known part of his travels was his sojourn here in Spain. Even still, in his Gift to Those Who Contemplate the Wonders of Cities and the Marvels of Traveling, he paints one of…
Movie set art-deco buildings crumble under an equatorial sun. Here colors break rules at their fancy…yellow and purple get on well when splashed across a mud brick wall while an envious lime green neighbor looks on. Vegetation creeps at these high altitudes, the advancing green takes its time, nothing’s in a rush over 2500 meters.…
This winter has been rotten, plain rotten. Rain can be a godsend in countries susceptible to drought like Spain, but enough already! Though Spring certainly doesn’t seem to be springing with any kind of force, let’s hope that the storks bring some good weather with them.
Over the Christmas break we went off again, searching for more of Ibn Battutah’s tracks…this time from Morocco to Spain. The trip ended, like Battutah’s in that lovely city at the feet of the Sierra Nevada, Granada. Of the few cities that live up to their hype and more. Even without the Alhambra sitting on…
I’ve chased Ibn Battutah’s ghost through Yemen, Syria, Turkey, Libya, Spain and even Cambodia. Each country has provided fleeting glimpses of the medieval wanderer, from his lions in Aleppo to castles in Fuengirola. Have a read about a recent pilgrimage to this traveler’s tomb in Tangier in the Sydney Morning Herald.
I do have to say that the Irish are some of my favourite people in the world. Whether it be in New Jersey, Baku, Vientiane or even Cork, they always seem to cheer things up. It’s been awhile since I’ve been to the greenest of places, but an Irish newspaper, The Irish World, has just…
Years ago while living in the south-western corner of the Arabian peninsula, now unnameable, the sun shone almost everyday…almost. At times the clear blue sky would darken with sand blowing in from the vast deserts that ring the mountains and then for about 2 weeks a year irregular monsoons would blow through and flood the…