Whenever I get together with my friends, here in Kairouan, it's always
the same subject that comes up. There is absolutely nothing fun to do
here in this city, no parks, attractions, beautiful spaces. I told one of my friends the
fun I had, the other day, just hanging up my cloths on my rooftop to
dry. I took it a little further and did some painting on this silk
scarf. I find I am most happiest when I am doing and sharing what I
know. It's a slower process then what I would like it to be but one step
at a time.
I have found some wonderful people to help
me out with my painting and sewing. I can speak broken arabic just
enough to get the point across and make connections. The next big
project involves some haggling over the price of fabric, I am not a
charismatic fluent speaker. I know if I don't do it, it will never get
done. So, in a city where I am still considered a tourist, I need to
find my courage and go out to buy fabric.
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| Adding gold gutta to the peacock feathers |
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| It's a little hard to see the motif at this angle, some turquoise and orange are showing up |
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| Sun & Rooftop this is my happy place |
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