summer breeze

each moment on this planet is an epiphany! humans are so mysterious, intriguing and enchanting. I love them so much it hurts… or I want to hurt them so much out of love… or not… or maybe both… oooh I don’t know. A. said that I talk nonsense and at the time I was unable to argue with absolute perfection plus she is probably right. I think it’s because of that storm inside my head which is striking again. at least summer is here and I can hope for a sea breeze after the typhoon. that is something.

the smile

two days ago my beautiful friend A. invited me in a theatrical play that she took part. the story: The Story of Vasilopita based on the book of Stelios Pelasgos with the same title. the director: Roubini Mosxoxoriti. the actors: the theatrical workshop team of Zografou. 26 amateur actors sharing their passion for expression and doing their best. the result: interesting, touching, remarkable! bravo!

I enjoyed it so much. this and the musical performances that preceded. and the dancing performances that followed. and the smile boost therapy that took place throughout the whole event. after all, the unexpected sincere smile from unknown lips is better than the longing tricky smile from familiar lips that never reached you. way much better… thank you :)

Lesvos 2 friends

A., M., M., I., and A. and K. and many more and lots of laughs and some grouchiness and jokes, smiles, looks, hugs. people, beautiful people… friends.

turquoise

it is important to have friends that share their true thoughts about you, with you. that do not oversee your mistakes. that are not soft and sweet but sincere and harsh if it is needed. that can look you in the eyes and tell you ‘you fucked it up! now lets see what you can do to make things up’.

you may not take their advise. you may remain in your swamp slumping slowly. at least you know that apart from those ‘caring’ souls who apply SPF 50+ mud on your back, there are people around ready to pull you out if you choose to.

my muse A.

my muse. gorgeous A.

image photoshoped after a project request.

b&w 2

since my last post,

I stepped into a madhouse and inhaled chemicals for the first time in my life. I had my coffee near a murder scene enjoying the sunshine and the lack of guilt. I killed a living creature… I am full of guilt for that. I was publicly humiliated. I had a crush… absolute disaster. I spent time thinking in retrospect and counting my mistakes and flaws one by one. I watched one of the funniest ads ever. I traveled into deep blue eyes whishing for a change I am probably not ready to face. I… , I…, blah blah blah.

oh! I sooo much want to watch a horror movie with good company. company that you can scream with during the frightening scenes and laugh after that, and cover your eyes during the most suspenseful ones, and… blah blah blah again.

well,

here are some more black and white prints of mine. my muse A. of course, some very nice guys I met playing chess by the sea, an abandoned shelter by the sea too and a singer in a rock – metal gig I went.

today begins my class’s 1st photo exhibition. 8 months pasted since I’ve started. 8 very interesting months thanks to all my fellow students and my teacher. photos from the event coming up soon… : )

b&w 1

some of my first black and white prints!

I took the photos, I developed the film, I printed them by myself and although it’s not a high quality work, I am so proud of it! many thanks to my photography teacher George Panos for being so patient with a student suffering from Alzheimer like me. to the beautiful people that posed for being who they are, J., A., D., V. and of course to my diva, my cat T.

T. such a difficult model.
when she sees me she streches and approaches me and follows me everywhere and body-rubs and kneads and purrs and demands to be petted. how can I refuse to my beauty?! after some time we spent loving each other, her caresses are full of bites and scratches… just the way I like it…, I have to start ignoring her so as to stay still and allow me to have her picture taken. taking that furry, wicked cat in my arms is one of the best feelings.

T. such a wonderful creature!

my first photo shoot

when I grow up I want to be a marine biologist, a director, an executive chef, a graffiti artist, a choreographer, Mercury's runner Faith Connors, ... and I reeeally want to be a photographer.

hmmm... when I grow up ?! wake up! I am grown up! in fact I am too old and nothing from the above... damn.

well, this morning I had my first photo shoot. experimented on black and white. forgot all my teacher was saying 3 weeks now about diaphragm, shutter speed, depth of field and other UFOs (Unknown Foto Options… ha ha). I was the worst photographer ever. a camera? what the heck of extraterrestrial technology is that?

my muse. gorgeous A.

after four hours, lots of badly focused pics and half roll of film surely destroyed , we got bored and went for a hot chocolate.

remember:
pay more attention in photography class.
be better prepared.
buy some milk.