Fez is the Moroccan city with the liveliest tradition of artisans. Far from being "just a job", the activity of the artisan reflects a whole conception of the world and a way of experiencing time and giving it meaning. This native wisdom is passed down from parents to children, from the maalem, the master, to the apprentice.
Vida en la Medina
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Fez is one of the North African cities to have had most madrassas, of great architectural beauty. Madrassas, former Koran schools and now open for visits as public monuments, formerly provided one of the functions that raised Fez to the height of its splendour: the study of Islamic tradition and the body of laws and regulations governing social life. They were also the home of the students. Madrassas: Bu Inaniyya (1350), al-Attarin (1323), Seffarin (1280), al-Sahri (1321).
The markets of Fez, accessible from the main streets of the medina, are mostly situated very near the entrances to the city and reflect the vitality of an economic microsystem associated with the basic needs of the medina and its immediate rural surroundings.
From the series Fez Ciudad Interior. Silences and wind in the olive trees, contemplation, labyrinths and dreams. Abdelfettah Seffar, a craftsman who lived in London for years and decided to return, talks about Fez, a veiled city, and reflects of the West and its conflicts.
UntitledThe video departs from the idea of symbolizing the material, physical and emotional exploitation in which colonization was based and embedded by the robbery of the Alger’s port by The French Colonial troupes. Taking into an account the personal and subjective experience of the city of Algiers, a double narration is built by the artist and an Algerian collaborator (Ahmed Chaabi) weaving between both a portrait of personal and historical feelings of the place. A poem of love about domination and mistrust, about everything we want to know in depth but that we know impossible to understand in its entirety, what the Kasbah had represented yesterday and what it is today, its myths and its realities, and an uncertain future that we all share under the threat of globalization. More than any other district of Algiers, the Kasbah represents the “otherness”. Its winding streets are a labyrinth to the unknown where you want to get lost and where, at the same time, you are afraid of being lost. An unknown world, even for the Algerians, where the real plays to hide.
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