Continent: Africa

Africa, to me, has mostly been a long coastline seen from a plane I never boarded. For now it holds a single city and the rest is rumour — the African places I have only ever reached in imagination.

  • Charcoal sketch of Marrakech at dusk, the Koutoubia tower over the low city, snow-capped mountains beyond - never been abroad

    Marrakech

    I have wanted to walk into the great square at Marrakech at dusk and learn how much of a city a photograph leaves out — its smoke, drums and heat.

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  • Charcoal sketch of the Giza pyramids and Sphinx at the edge of modern Cairo, the city pressing to the desert - never been abroad

    Cairo

    I have wanted to stand at the foot of Cairo’s pyramids and feel how small a life is beside a thing that has outlasted every empire that came to gawp.

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  • Charcoal sketch of Table Mountain rising flat-topped over Cape Town and the wide bay, a scrap of cloud spilling over its rim - never been abroad

    Cape Town

    Cape Town is one of the few places I was offered not just to visit but to work in — and let go. I keep a receipt for this particular longing.

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