Essaouira, Morocco street art -
We're ambling by a harbour clogged with a maze of blue fishing boats. There's fresh orange juice on the way. Sprawling nets cross our path, tended by net menders. Imad stops, talks to the menders, and I gaze across at larger boats, one unloading a catch of sardine and shark. There's swirling screeching seabirds overhead, salt and fish guts in the air...and the hypnotic strains of some string instrument from the shade and shadows of medina walls.
Imad collects his bicycle, and I peer up at the mural. Imad's in his 30s - his English good - so I ask about Jimi Hendrix, Cat Stevens and Frank Zappa; all supposed to have come this way. I'd read that Hendrix wrote `Castles Made Of Sand' about some collapsing castle ruins just south of here.
Imad is no help though, knows nothing of these names."Yes, music is always everywhere here, like this painting on the wall." He shakes his shaggy head. "But me, I am an artist, and it is art that is the soul of this town."
Photo: The Art of Music - Essaouira, Morocco _ Ian Cochrane