New Berber treasures are coming to our warehouse!

by Juan Soriano Perez

One more year we finished the summer importing the rugs we have collected during the year in the region of Beni Ouarain. In October we hope to have them all available in the online catalogue, meanwhile, we will advance photos of carpets, families, landscapes and our experiences.

For new supporters of our website who want information about the rugs Beni Ouarain, we have previous publications, some of them in specialised press. We explain the details of the production and origin of this product.
to get where we explain in detail what a rug Beni Ouarain click here : 

We look forward to transmitting the passion we feel for those people and places. One advantage of these photos is to revive those moments in the Moroccan mountains. We count the remaining days to get back up
... we show you commented photos of our trips, and we will make a new publication once we have the carpets in catalogue.




The region of Beni Ouarain is sparsely populated. The weather is very hard. People living on these mountains are snowed in for mouths. In the image we can see the typical village located in the middle of the  



In these regions Arabic is not very used, they speak Tamazight, Berber dialect of the zone. Rajae Lazaar of Berber ancestry, is our link, here we see her buying chicken, eggs and turkey in a tent.


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Rajae encourages Tshfa to pose for the photographer working with wool.........."and started laughing".......



Aisha, Mustapha and their children wave the fringes to make a remarkable carpet. 


We can almost read on her lips asking us for good price .... in that aspect , we know that we always pay a fair price for their work. From the beduin tent to the house of our clients, direct and without middleman. We made social work buying these rugs thanks to our customers.


Braiding detail of a rug


Despite the abundant rainfall and snowfall, when summer arrives, it is difficult to get water  for the people leaving in the peaks of the valleys. It is common to see donkey caravans, followed by children, in search of the precious liquid.


 Our arrival in the villages is an event. We are heartbroken when little Lamia rushes to greet us, her mother with freshly baked bread on her head. We are very fortunate to be here


 His life is very hard. They've got scarce means at its disposal. In spite of the difficulties we can see happiness in their faces.


 Zahra poses in front of the photographer, happy with her breads, are we in the 21st century? Personally, the image captivates me ...


It is impossible to ignore a woman who is loaded with children and carpets, true jewels. I was surprised by the military greeting of the oldest of the family ...


Incredibly in these tribes intense blonds and redheads with blue eyes are very numerous


 Mimouna is posing with his daughter, showing us his available rug


The women are the owners of the rugs, they calculate the prices in Drial (old currency, already disappeared). Rajae does not allow us to hand over the money to the men ... the first Berber feminist?Here Aïcha helps Mimouna to count the money, without intervention of the men .... Muslims, yes, but women are in charge



This year, the Lamb Festival was the first of September, during the whole month of August, the  movement of lambs was constant. The lambs of this region are highly appreciated in the cities.


 The husband of Mimouna goes to the city to sell the lambs very happy.... Yes, yes, they travel on the roof and the lambs in the van.


 Behind this carpet and this picture there is a rough history, which belongs to the private life of these people.I can only say that with these rugs we contribute to improving the living conditions in Beni Ouarain. The carpet is an old treasure that the family has sold out by necessity.


Ouarda and his son pose for photographs with his wonderful rug, his dad works for seasons in the city ...


 Ouarda's son shows us his Koranic table. It is common in these areas that this is the only means they have for  learning  and reading Arabic cult.


 As always, children captivate us with their eyes ... here the children of Mimouna.


 Moroccan handicrafts contributed with a lamb for families in need. Honestly, I felt bad about it thinking that they were going to kill it .... urbanite mentality.... but I am not a vegetarian


 One more year we leave these lands, with their hidden villages, where life happens to the rhythm of nature. We leave part of our hearts with them, at this point they must be preparing for the hard winter in the Moroccan atlas ....