"THEY LOOK LIKE OLD WOMEN WRAPPED IN WHITE VEILS...
THEIR HEADS ARE ALL WRAPPED IN MUSLIN AND THEIR BURNOUSES TRAIL LIKE SCARVES OVER THE HIND QUARTERS
OF THEIR HORSES.
WE APPROACH AND, SUDDENLY AT A SIGNAL, A COMMAND GIVEN IN A RAUCOUS VOICE, EVERYONE SCATTERS,SWARMING LIKE BEES...
AND ALL THE WHITE BURNOUSES IN WHICH THEY WERE WRAPPED FLEW AWAY, NOW FLOATING WITH EXQUISITE GRACE..."

Pierre Lot, Au Maroc

A PAINTING