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Travel notes, creative experiments and projects in progress.

Santorini, Greece

Tranquility and quietude might not be the first words that spring to mind when thinking of the Greek island of Santorini, or Thíra. But travel to Santorini in wintertime, and a different side of the island reveals itself.

Santorini, Greece

Tranquility and quietude might not be the first words that spring to mind when thinking of the Greek island of Santorini, or Thíra. But travel to Santorini in wintertime, and a different side of the island reveals itself.

Santorini, Greece

Tranquility and quietude might not be the first words that spring to mind when thinking of the Greek island of Santorini, or Thíra. But travel to Santorini in wintertime, and a different side of the island reveals itself.

Journal photograph for Paper Studies by Edith Scharloo

Paper Studies

An ongoing cyanotype project exploring a centuries-old photographic process through a contemporary lens.

Journal photograph for Paper Studies by Edith Scharloo

Paper Studies

An ongoing cyanotype project exploring a centuries-old photographic process through a contemporary lens.

Journal photograph for Paper Studies by Edith Scharloo

Paper Studies

An ongoing cyanotype project exploring a centuries-old photographic process through a contemporary lens.

Dar Sabra, Morocco

Today’s free-spirited travel zeitgeist encourages us to discover places otherwise missed, guiding those in the know to gems like Dar Sabra, a boutique resort nestled amongst palm trees in La Palmeraie. Surrounded by extraordinary sights, a sense of allure and artistry will hold you in its charm.

Dar Sabra, Morocco

Today’s free-spirited travel zeitgeist encourages us to discover places otherwise missed, guiding those in the know to gems like Dar Sabra, a boutique resort nestled amongst palm trees in La Palmeraie. Surrounded by extraordinary sights, a sense of allure and artistry will hold you in its charm.

Dar Sabra, Morocco

Today’s free-spirited travel zeitgeist encourages us to discover places otherwise missed, guiding those in the know to gems like Dar Sabra, a boutique resort nestled amongst palm trees in La Palmeraie. Surrounded by extraordinary sights, a sense of allure and artistry will hold you in its charm.

Journal photograph for Tasmayoun, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Tasmayoun, Morocco

Dar Tasmayoun is a traditional Moroccan house in Aït Ourir, quietly preserved in the countryside. The name Tasmayoun comes from the Arabic sammā (سمّى), meaning “to name”.

Journal photograph for Tasmayoun, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Tasmayoun, Morocco

Dar Tasmayoun is a traditional Moroccan house in Aït Ourir, quietly preserved in the countryside. The name Tasmayoun comes from the Arabic sammā (سمّى), meaning “to name”.

Journal photograph for Tasmayoun, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Tasmayoun, Morocco

Dar Tasmayoun is a traditional Moroccan house in Aït Ourir, quietly preserved in the countryside. The name Tasmayoun comes from the Arabic sammā (سمّى), meaning “to name”.

Journal photograph for Jnane Tamsna, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Jnane Tamsna, Morocco

Beyond the dusty red city walls of Marrakech, a prominent yellow coloured guest house is hiding out. Set on nine acres of landscaped palm-dotted gardens, Jnane Tamsna is the ultimate sense of colour, space and light.

Journal photograph for Jnane Tamsna, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Jnane Tamsna, Morocco

Beyond the dusty red city walls of Marrakech, a prominent yellow coloured guest house is hiding out. Set on nine acres of landscaped palm-dotted gardens, Jnane Tamsna is the ultimate sense of colour, space and light.

Journal photograph for Jnane Tamsna, Morocco by Edith Scharloo

Jnane Tamsna, Morocco

Beyond the dusty red city walls of Marrakech, a prominent yellow coloured guest house is hiding out. Set on nine acres of landscaped palm-dotted gardens, Jnane Tamsna is the ultimate sense of colour, space and light.

Marrakech, Morocco

Marrakech is a city that heightens your senses constantly. The colors of the buildings, the smell and taste of the oriental food, even the feel of the materials the Boucharouite carpets are woven from. Fortunately, Marrakech is also a city that harbors a lot of places that offer a serene moment of quiet to collect ones bearings. Welcoming places such as palaces, gardens, roof-top terraces, hamams and riads, traditional Moroccan houses.

Marrakech, Morocco

Marrakech is a city that heightens your senses constantly. The colors of the buildings, the smell and taste of the oriental food, even the feel of the materials the Boucharouite carpets are woven from. Fortunately, Marrakech is also a city that harbors a lot of places that offer a serene moment of quiet to collect ones bearings. Welcoming places such as palaces, gardens, roof-top terraces, hamams and riads, traditional Moroccan houses.

Marrakech, Morocco

Marrakech is a city that heightens your senses constantly. The colors of the buildings, the smell and taste of the oriental food, even the feel of the materials the Boucharouite carpets are woven from. Fortunately, Marrakech is also a city that harbors a lot of places that offer a serene moment of quiet to collect ones bearings. Welcoming places such as palaces, gardens, roof-top terraces, hamams and riads, traditional Moroccan houses.

Edo-Tokyo Museum, Japan

The Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum in Japan

Edo-Tokyo Museum, Japan

The Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum in Japan

Edo-Tokyo Museum, Japan

The Edo-Tokyo Open Air Architectural Museum in Japan

Morocco, Legzira

Turning my lens towards rust-coloured stone arches, sculpted over time by water and wind. The whimsy and wonder of Morocco’s sweeping coves leave me in awe — a feeling that challenges my understanding of the natural world. Its forceful presence, set against my own insignificance, feels strangely comforting.

Morocco, Legzira

Turning my lens towards rust-coloured stone arches, sculpted over time by water and wind. The whimsy and wonder of Morocco’s sweeping coves leave me in awe — a feeling that challenges my understanding of the natural world. Its forceful presence, set against my own insignificance, feels strangely comforting.

Morocco, Legzira

Turning my lens towards rust-coloured stone arches, sculpted over time by water and wind. The whimsy and wonder of Morocco’s sweeping coves leave me in awe — a feeling that challenges my understanding of the natural world. Its forceful presence, set against my own insignificance, feels strangely comforting.