A Street Apart: Essaouira, Morocco 2018 © Jillian Edelstein
It’s an odd time and I have been rooting around my archives and I came up with the idea of making little movies of my ongoing Affinities series (Creative Collaborators – people who met through and because of work) – looking at togetherness/collaboration in a time of separateness. Although this image of Essaouira is not part of the Affinities series, it immediately spoke to me of social distancing because of the appearance of these negatives side by side. The alleyway feels desolate and there seems to be a disconnect between the figures and the urban setting. This reminds me of the atmosphere of lockdown, which feels furtive, as if we have to scurry through our normally safe, familiar and habitual landscapes.
By Anna Giangiordano (@annag14496661)
Into the street then, quickly, with this bundle beneath my arm.
I wrapped it in green; it seemed right. Fitting. Grass green knotted around heat and dust.
I touch the same spot on the wall as I do everyday, feel the shine of cold stone, burnished by every hand that has been pressed here for reassurance, and I am briefly reassured.
But today I pause longer. I look up, follow the line of the corner where it crests between my fingers and rises in an uncertain line to the overhang of the roof, three floors up.
Someone, in shadow against the brightness of the sky above, pulls back quickly.