David, I appreciate those comments very much. I always liked this photo, but I never thought of it anywhere close to that. I guess I will have to reconsider my opinion of it now.David Kilpatrick wrote:Henry, that's so unusual in the way it has rendered that it could be one of the classic photographs of all time. Not exaggerating here; this kind of result, where light and tonal response combine to create something unique, appealed greatly to photographers like Laszlo Moholy-Nagy and Hugo Van Wadonoyen (not to mention Minor White). This is one of the best images I've seen here for a long time.
I recall that this was taken on the first morning after arriving in Morocco the afternoon before. I was walking around in the small little alleyways near the Djemaa el-Fna and this Moroccan named Mohammed (surprise!) approached me and wanted to show me around. We haggled a bit over the price and even though his English was very poor he was a friendly guy so I said okay. We spent a couple of hours wondering around and if I saw something I wanted to photograph he would wait for me. I recall that as we were walking down one of these narrow alleys where people were working in workshops, etc. that I saw some flickering bright light coming from an open doorway. I could tell even before we got there that someone was doing some welding. Mohammed went in and asked if I could enter to take a photo. We got inside and I just got 2 photos off in a few seconds and then an older guy came in and said something to Mohammed and he hustled me out. The 2 photos are almost identical with only the exposure a little different with a quick bracket shot. Also, the second photo (this one) has a brighter flash of light from the welding torch so is more blown out.
In Marrakech I stayed at the Hotel Ali which is only about 50 meters from the Djemaa el-Fna. I had made reservations for a private room on the internet for my first few days and paid with a credit card. I printed out the email acknowledgment from them. When I arrived the woman at the front desk was swamped with people (mostly Moroccans, but also foreigners). When I finally got up there to check in she was pretty frazzled. She had no record of my reservation even though I showed her the email they had sent me. No room available. Finally, she was able to put me into a dorm room with 10 beds and 9 young backpacker guys from various countries. Most were travelling alone. I was 49 at the time, they were all 19 to 24 years old.
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