Amsterdaam days

Thats Amsterdam ,a litle girl behind the trees of Autumn expecting my glance .A litle girl like ..
" nature was in an opal apron,
mixing fresh air " as Emily Dickinson would say..

Last days of a long summer in Lisbon

Like a long song this summer gave me generously its last images .somewhere close to Lisbon.

Greece , August 2007.

A death worth to mention or M.Antonioni passed away.

last weeks i had not any taste of blogging.i am resuming the last things crossed my mind ,my sight and my feelings : work,fires in Greece ,Austria,travel to see friends and colleagues,ideas are waiting ,travel again,words,silence...

something worth to say is the death of Michelangelo Antonioni.was old ,suffered from the effects of a heavy headstroke and was isolated somewhere in north Italy.
the news of his death put me in thoughts and remind me how much i liked his films and his stylish women and how they dressed and how they were trying to escape from something....
he was sooo modern even for current standards and i believe he loved to show a new world seen from the eyes of an artist.what to sau about the BLOW UP or thr RED DESSERT.Even i was big fan of his famous trilogy !!!
admmiting my love for his films i attach a pic of mine (shot for a glossy 6 years ago) when i tried to immitate his way !

Parnitha is almost totally burnt out.Anybody knows how we ll breathe now?

I read,i see,i remember,i dream and i no speak

from last month till now ,i read again and again the ΕΓΧΕΙΡΙΔΙΟΝ(hand book) of Epictetus. an early christian years but rooted to the ancient greek thought philosopher.A great book with small thoughts and in short texts but full of bitter wisdom.
i share a couple of them:
α) It is the action of an uninstructed person to reproach others for his own misfortune; of one entering instruction, to reproach himself; and one perfectly instructed, to reproach neither others nor himself.
β)There is only one way to happiness and that is to cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will.

Epictetus (55 AD - 135 AD), Enchiridion

Seldomly i suggest links or i speak about art etc.but a couple of days i v "invented" via the goldmine which called web an amazing body of photographic work from Chris Jordan,an american guy who makes real american modern photography.
just visit andenjoy if you can (as i find it totally bizare the feeling is given ).
http://www.chrisjordan.com/

Athens & fullmoon & dusklight & me staring..

A lot of moaning about Athens ,a lot of saying about bad air pollution and how tha city has changed to the worst and how the living gets every year harder... etc.
Despite all these , Athens is my city ,here is my birth place ,here are some of my best friends and here is my nest where i come
and i find streets i know , road corners i v been walking and some faces from my past.
Yesterday ,fullmoon, thought : how nice is still my city,even not perfect even worst from some points ,but how happy makes me to stare to the ugly buidings ,to Ymittos mountain to this massive urban scene and the moon to come to torch my silence .
It became easier to moan about Athens than to enjoy what gives us...and by the end of the day i cant refuse my place ,its easier to accept and look straight and enjoy..

Easter / Πασχα / Pasqua / Oster

easter time is ,for me ,the most beautifull and rich season of the year.smells of flowers ,church and religios stories , child"s time memories , the cold of the departing winter ,the warm springy sun ,the fast , makes it to look like a fresh wind in our lives.and we wait ,we expect it .

Leipzig for two days

i just came back from another trip to Germany.I had a work and the chance to visit Leipzig the old "Deutschland's perle".
2007 and the city still is a melancholic architecture"s sample of East block city.Beautifull and cold,souless and religious,urban and rural,a city which is living beyond its people.Osties in 80s haircuts,punks with RB mood,tourists mainly from all around Germany staring to the Leipsig history as it has stopped after the war and b4 the russian influence started to mist everything.When i travel around i use to ask my self if i could live in that place..hm...easy to say about me and Leipsig ,the city isnt y place and i am not the man for the city.

TETOVO trip

just a breath from Skopje town ,Kosovo and further from Athens is definitelly a place of next conflicts .teovo is a special place.radical muslims mixed with Tito era objects and prostitutes blended in a unique balkan cliches pot are making the tetovo a place of
contrasts.an explosive point.

GAZA city

there is no more claustrophobic view from high than Gaza.A city like a cage full of madness and hopelessnes.even during ceasefire people talk for the shootings the bombs and the attacs who are coming soon.the women the kids the men are toxicated from stress and hate.they dont laugh just they smile wisely like they know deeply that there isnt future ,like the life they live is just a phase of waiting and they look forward already for after...

RAMALLAH LIGHT

from the time i v approached Ramallah ,i realised is a special place.special people,special light and special nights.the empty dusty roads and the massive hills from ruins makes you to think about if people are living here or if is an industrial place .and definitelly is an industry of terror and hate.is a terrain where arms and fanatism also power and poorness are the guest stars.what to say more than the thing seems is no way out situation.What stays to me as a foreigner is a weak light of an evening and a dry like desert scenery.But the people...is another thing!Smiley and melancolic,angry and always singing ,violent and same time mild .despite the clishes is a place of contradictions with cause!

uncle billy ist tot

no good news in a way .one of my lovable relatives uncle Billy-Vasilis passed away .not young .was the man with the stylish provencial dress and an elegant hat.i remember him walking slow with this tall thin figure and a lookalike Adolph Hitller
moustache and an always sarcastic smile .as a child i remember the butter candies he was offering and the tender head caress was giving .he was a man from other era. *distant and bright,always smiling and not at all talkative,from a village of kalamata but always well dressed in grey suit or black woolish gabardine and always with different hat*
even as a dead corp was stylish.a man from other era.
even the last days wanted to take part to future local events and was expecting the next spring to come.a man with schedule...
with the death of uncle billy an era is close to the end.the era of my children's heroes.this era has just a few more guests and a lot of memories then.indeed its bitter but a reality.
good luck uncle Billy

2007 ahead

holla 2007
looking forward to the new year...i hope all of us will be healty and strong enough and despite the possible troubles to walk and walk and grow.Thats a tree from Spetses island and reminds me how we have to stand : strong , patient and proud .