We often go to the South Melbourne market on Saturday morning. First though we have breakfast at one of the cafés nearby. As we move around the Melbourne market stalls I often think of the markets we visited in Morocco in 2007. The fruit and vegetables in Morocco were just as colourful and enticing. But I especially liked the bright coloured fabrics on display, along with beautifully made up garments. Unfortunately we couldn’t buy the garments as they were orders made for clients.
As a painter, the sacks full of pigment dyes impressed me with the brilliant intensity of their colours. Donkeys braying while delivering goods in their carts to the stalls, added to the din, and the lack of space.
In such an ancient market place, bright plastic bagged, disposable nappies pegged on string lines and hanging above some stalls, struck a strident, incongruous note.
Dining out in the café nearby had a sumptuous and colourful ambiance too, with fabulous food and belly dancers. I had not seen such a slim belly dancer before, which to my mind, made this particular model seem a little too modern.