JESUS DATOLO

an ordinary shy, cool guy from Argentina.

"TITOS" finally,my first film is ready.

after 18 months,shot @ HDV format with 79 min length my first doc film is ready.called "TITOS a poet in precarious balance".

CHRISTMAS TIME IN HAMBURG,SNOW ,COLD AND A LOT OF OPEN WIDE LANDSCAPES .

As Paddy L.Fermor would say...A TIME OF GIFTS.

TITOS PATRIKIOS ..to be continued..

my gallerist

..and my gallerist,OLGA KARDASIDIS.

MY PHOTO EXPO @ ATHENS, beyond art gallery.

MY FIRST SOLO PHOTOGRAPHIC SHOW WILL START SOON.CONTAINS 15 IMAGES FROM MY BOOK "VIA SPETSES"SHOT @ SPETSES ISLAND AND PUBLISHED IN 2006.IS AN ,SOMEHOW, OLD WORK BUT STILL
DEPICTS MY PASSION FOR SIMPLICITY,BEAUTY,SILENCE AND THE ARROGANT GREEK SUMMER MIDDAY LIGHT.YOU CAN CHECK HERE A FEW PICS FROM THE PLACE,(charitos 10,kolonaki,athens)THE PICS (3 PIECES 115cm TO 95cm,FRAMED and 12 PIECES 50cm TO 42cm on HQ PVC PRINT WITH FOREX BACK) AND MY GALLERIST (OLGA KARDASIDIS).

Mrs Zanna Sadikario

what a life!

TRAIN TO THESSALONIKI, JUST BEFORE EVENING.

JERICHO KID

the way to Costanza

Morning @ Stylida

MORNING AT STYLIDA'S SMALL PORT WHERE THE OLD STYLE FABRIC"S CRANE ,THE SNOWISH PEAK OF
EVOIA"S MOUNTAIN,THE GREEK & BYZANTINE FLAGS PLUS THE LONELY MID-AGE GUY ARE MAKING A TOTALLY GREEK PICTURE.

tough times

no doubt we live tough times.money is gone,violence,stress about future, people come into nothing like they live their last minutes.we should look at the near or far past
to understand that our world was never a calm sea and people always (even a bit further from where we lived) hav had to face huge problems.we are shocked cose we used to live into our comfortable bubble.the fresh air of our history and fate gave us a slap.
i am keen to look forward and realise the life is still there and just hav a chance to live now and create things,images,relations exactly at the present time.there is always a key ..

JOSH UBER POLITICS & OBAMA

A RAINY NOVEMBER AFTERNOON I MET,PHOTOGRAPHED & FILMMED JOSH WHO REALLY LOOKS COOL GUY.HE WAS ALSO AN EASY TO COLLABORATE PERSON EVEN THEY CONSIDER HIM AS A SPORTS STAR.LETS LISTEN...

Tanzen

PIREAS

END OF SPRING"S SHAKE UP !

HERE AGAIN AFTER TIME WITH UPS & DOWNS.WHAT REMAINS IS THE FEELING OF EXPERIENCE.SO FAR I AM ,I WAS AND PROBABLY I WILL BE SURROUNDED FROM UGLY AND BEAUTIFULL THINGS AND PEOPLE,MAKING BAD AND GOOD THINGS,FEELING GOOD OR NOT,ALL TIME LOOKING FOR THE MID TONES.AS I AM PERSUADED THATS THE KEY OF EVERY DAY LIFE:HANDLING OUR WORLD AND AVOIDING THE JUST BLACK&WHITE AREAS.

2008 , a Great New Era.

* Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow

Life is very long

T.S Eliot

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 .

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,
50
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.....

Kosovo 1.

Kosovo as a place and some people i v met there wasnt a surprise for me.i v been expecting the style and the matter .
after some days i realised kosovo is just a movie scenery in a expensive holluywoodlike production with guest stars ,gorgeous b-role actors ,special effects but also with an expecting end.
...gleich gehts weiter!

Tuesday's night knowledge.

Oh yess ..yesterday night i learnt something (good to realise ):i have to keep distance from the the incidents and the people.Observing the people and their habits is a double earning:i keep my focus to what i am interested and i dont spend my valuable energy to unfinished discussions.Katerina's legs showed to me that from everything you can take something usefull.and i just repeat a genious greeting from Epicurus :

" Let no one be slow to seek wisdom when he is young nor
weary in the search thereof when he is grown old. For no age
is too early or too late for the health of the soul. And to
say that the season for studying philosophy has not yet
come, or that it is past and gone, is like saying that the
season for happiness is not yet or that it is now no more.
Therefore, both old and young ought to seek wisdom, the
former in order that, as age comes over him, he may be young
in good things because of the grace of what has been, and
the latter in order that, while he is young, he may at the
same time be old, because he has no fear of the things which
are to come. So we must exercise ourselves in the things
which bring happiness, since, if that be present, we have
everything, and, if that be absent, all our actions are
directed toward attaining it."
Epicure"s letter to Menoecius.

Savina .a fan's note

for photographers and especially for portraitists there r always some persons wanted always to photograph.no matter of commersial value or other prejudice but just desired icons.for me were-hopefully- always a few.one was the singer Savinna Giannatou.i dont know but since i heared first time was a familiar person to me.like was case of time when i will meet her as photographer.yesterday i got the chance to meet her ,photograph and go along for a while.
results:1.realised how shy -still-i am
2.she is nice and cool and out of the normal music starsystem complexities(yeah she is a star 4 me and for some others)
3.she is also a bit shy
4.i v lost the chance to make a big pic with one of my favourite artist
5.walking back to go to metro station ,relaxed and fell nicelly.i am lucky in a way .a small dream came true not in a perfect pack but true.