TANGER DESIGN

Picture via Google

I'm so jealous. First of all because my favorite city where I could live advitam eternam is Tanger and secondly because I'm not able right now to have a big house (i'm not accomplished). I couldn't be far from the Mediterrannean sea, the white walls, the big forests and the calm. Bruno Frisoni's home is very different from all the designed homes i've seen in Morocco, and the ones i present you, it is more about Art Deco. The one you can easily find here in Casablanca but rarely in the other cities. I love the view, sitting just here and doing nothing. Tangier is so inspiring you can't believe how much! Love the marble on the floor and the touch of color in sur-mesure furnitures (I guess...no I'm sure). Mediterranean heaven!

THE RED SCENE

Marrakech wall (Picture by me)

I was on my way to my routine Marrakech hotel in the Palmeraie, and as usual i'm obssessed with palm trees pictures. But when i stopped the car, there was a quiet mood, a small wind making the leafs singing, this long red wall, the washing under the sun and this very old and wanted leather club in the middle. This is how i see morocco, this border line between traditionnal and modern, the colorful way of living. So i'm happy to be able to publish this with you guys and to keep it on my mind for my inspirations.

IT GREEN SIDE

Pictures by me, from Le Jardin (Marrakech)

In this moment, i'm obssessed with green walls, tiles, vegetation, branch, flowers, vegetables, vintage objets, old bottles, and the possibility of having this color everywhere in my house. So i put a lot of cactus in a corner, but it wasn't enough, i wanted a green chair in my hall, i've collected all the white bottles of water and then leave it for the green wines, i asked all my friends if they have anything old in this color...don't know why women can have those kind of obssession but i remember starting this in Fez where green tiles and zellij are everywhere and i loved the royal quit ambiance it emerges from.

A QUIET HOME IN MARRAKECH

Before there was a highway to Marrakech before there were riads which turn into guest houses, the red city was quiet and relaxing. I remember Casablanca Road was about 4 hours long for travelers, then all the villages on the road preparing for our arrival: meals, carpet sellers, hats Berber, precious rocks ... Memories in brief. Anyway.
Back to the basics, the marrakchia architecture . Arcades, the zellij, red earth, a patio, a terrace in the shade and lots of carpet. I love the tile with purple shades and readings over the fireplace. This is the classical luxury way of living in Marrakech.