Jars of pigment as well as herbs, spices and scent line many a stall…(the three blue pigments you see here are the colours of Essouira’s doors and window frames).
Sections of pigment-dyed raffia blow in the breeze…(and believe me, Essouira IS breezey!!)
and hanks of dyed wool hang in the sun, bound for weavers in a back-street workshop…