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29-DEC-2006

Dinner approaches, Marrakesh, Morocco, 2006

These people rushed past me so quickly I never saw what they were carrying until I looked at the picture. It appears as if they are bringing a dish of food to family or friends. This is a neighborhood, deep in Marrakesh’s Medina, or old walled city. Their mission is a neighborly one. Each of these doors represents a home. The white head scarf on the woman at left picks up the white diamond on the door in the distance, and also repeats the white doorstep she is passing and the white towel on the food. These white elements help animate the image, and move the characters forward from home to home along with the painted horizontal panels that decorate the walls of this street. I used a 28mm wideangle lens to stretch the scene and increase its sense of movement.

Leica D-Lux 3
1/100s f/4.0 at 6.3mm iso100 hide exif
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Date/Time29-Dec-2006 02:33:55
MakeLeica
ModelD-LUX 3
Flash UsedNo
Focal Length6.3 mm
Exposure Time1/100 sec
Aperturef/4
ISO Equivalent100
Exposure Bias-1.00
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Metering Modemulti spot (3)
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Exposure Programprogram (2)
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Phil Douglis24-Jan-2008 18:05
A very important part of travel photography is expressing ideas that have universal meaning. I call them human values. The concept of sharing itself is a human value that transcends cultures and borders. People are essentially the same everywhere. They are humans. And they often act in humane ways. That is what this image is all about, Vera. Thank you for expressing it so beautifully here.
Guest 24-Jan-2008 13:11
The sharing of food is universal, making these two individuals suddenly become more real to me. I can relate to them. It makes me think about my home town. Whenever someone is sick or there is a death in the family, everyone rushes over with food. A comforting thing I guess. In Morocco, the emotions felt are familiar, even though their culture and dress are foreign to me. This is what I imagine.
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