One of the pleasures of life in Kerkennah is to set sail, alone, with friends or with family, whatever the weather. To leave and circle the archipelago without a fixed destination, following the wind and whatever one feels like doing.
One of the pleasures of life in Kerkennah is to set sail, alone, with friends or with family, whatever the weather. To leave and circle the archipelago without a fixed destination, following the wind and whatever one feels like doing.
This competition between relatives and friends brought together six traditional floukas, all from the island of Chergui. The start was given at the end of the Marsa Acherine, or Dahmanin, breakwater.
Only six sailing boats, and yet the National Guard, Civil Protection and maritime police were all present. Serious organisation. Four motorboats carried curious families and onlookers like me.
This year I was once again invited by my friend and captain Salah Benamor[cite: 1]. The first year his boat arrived after the race because there had been no wind, so I photographed from Kraten harbour. The second year I was aboard his flouka, actually his cousin’s, and this year I am sharing a black-and-white series made from the motorboats.
It is a different approach, and one that fits this family race, with children, much better.
A new series that adds to my work on the resilience of populations: a free-form reportage about joy, sharing and the common good, lived in full awareness.
RESILIENCE(S) is the next exhibition. More to come...