Tehran people

sometimes is more important to get alive and unharmed from a situation than make a supposed good pic and being silly kaput ! in Tehran most valuable thing for a phgotographer is the people.is hard to find trustfull people there but trying might isn t impossible.Me personally ,saved my ass a circle of people who without an obvious reason helped and not only.Inside the depressing vaguish atmosphere of Tehran i found some excellent guys who despite the risk ,supported me to find my way ,see
where is the heat in THR and by the end helped me to leave this place .Wasnt easy. Just huge thnxx SEMI , MORTEZA ,ALI and big heart ATEFEH

Exhumation

i thought is harder to see with your eyes but harder was to feel there is nothing to see . where is the person ? must be something more than the flesh and beyond blood and bones.i stayed alone with my questions.at the moment just wanted to
forget and just tried being cool . a life -however was lived- is only in our brains ? or every bone or dry piece of flesh remembers ? i am almost sure that even a grain of human body remembers . i dont believe a life is away .what remains is there to remember me and to remind me the last words , last touch , last glance

New Era

Long time since i v wrote a phrase in my blog . There was a time of travel , being around trying to figure out my next steps and working . Luxus problem ! There is a time where i have to go not for the idea but for the fact . As usual i am a slave of delayempire but perhaps that saves me from extraspontanuous acts ! looking back is pure vanity but necessity for me now.

The Spetses project is almost done,the lousy photo exhbition is welldone and a huge lesson for me , the illusion of working in a team is off, Elias is a day travel away ,in my mind is clear what i dont want and as always iam anguishly full of ideas.
So in reality i v got to inaugurate the new era,is here and i have to face .

Blog"s block under the influence of Spring in Anwgeia.

oh dear Sirs ,yes Spring is here.spring has arrived.i was in Anwgeia,Creta ,raining and freezing.shooting some pics for an assignment but trully making what ,always ,i wanted.just going around and snapping moments with my camera.
..Suddenly a bird brought the spring,i saw shy flowers to blossom slightly and slowly and isaw Spring to come all over the place.The winter an old bartman started to pick up his things and preparing his travel.wasnt space for him anymore.You could stare from Anwgeia hill a young blond girl riding a mule and coming to the village via a small muddy path. wasnt a ghost.
was spring .pitty butonly very ill and blinds couyldnt see the girl coming to us.
i shot a last picture of the winter and shutdown my camera.

Istanbul for twenty hours

From as long as i am travelling to Istanbul ,i can realise that the city changes.Buildings,roads,shops,ad bilboards on streets,fashion,cars are all new. But there is always a spirit in istanbul which remains the same.Is a mixture of light ,the fishermen on the bridges,the pathetic smile,the hiden glance of women and the smells.all these are making Istanbul unique and the perfect place to photograph people and locations.Tessekurr

An Athenian in Paris

here again to explain the Paris adventures.no space to write and no mood to narrate about Paris....
..Marais,rain,photographic books,William Klein exhbition,warm croissants,Vincent Kassell is eating sushi,poshy parisians and snobby waiters,the heels of Rodolfe Mennudier,the river,an unfinished trying to go Ronis exhibition,walking,Aspassios and taliban son,cold,first floor wlan conection, etc.
just a charming city on move ,mostly surrounded by non pollite people and millions of tourists.

ready

here we are. just to say a few words and hang a pic and take off ...hard to realise what others mean and what i v-finally-meant.as the great cretan said : everything in the world has a hidden meaning...oh yes this space(the blog dudes!) is a training camp for semi letterable artists with difficulties to express their feelings!!!
Good to admitt and to take off. innocent and light i leave behind the things wit direction forward,just forward.the new year is
the place where i vgot to fight ,theres no time to measure just moments of fight and moments of rest from the fight.

there is no adeus . cose thers no end .and i am sure theresno end cose thersno start .and there sno start cose we all are a couple of waves along the sea.

2006 tune

...2006 and still hungry for new things and happy to face what i deserve.just more to learn and more to do.going on & on beyond of what i should have done and feel.just trying to cope with what i have and what is happening inside and around.
just 2006.
just crossed my thoughts the sunny words of T.S Elliot,just to make me forget and sametime to remember...

.... Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.


For I have known them all already, known them all:--

Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
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I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;

I know the voices dying with a dying fall

Beneath the music from a farther room.

So how should I presume?


And I have known the eyes already, known them all.....