Do the colors and patterns compensate for the dreary, arid surroundings as they pass through their nomadic way of living ?
Each pattern is a story. They are the songs and tears of life .
( these images are from a book — i saved the images and returned the book to the library noting down the author and the book on my paper where i make notes, now only to be missing ) if anybody recognizes the work of the photographers i will credit them.)