Πέμπτη, 31 Μαρτίου 2011
This morning as I was driving to work,through my car's rain spotted window,I noticed people with their umblellas running late to catch their day like myself.Deadline day for March.He left with tears.But we're here and we'll continue to struggle with problems,with our fears and with our wishes.
I stopped later on my way to an appointment and felt jealous of two lazy cats half sleeping by a doorstep.Why cant I just lie and get lazy?
I keep a buddha right across my bed.He is always calm,and reminds me the value of serenity.Every night I find it ,every morning I loose it by the noise of the city.And find it and loose it again.Im so tired today....So much effort...
Τετάρτη, 30 Μαρτίου 2011
.....everything seems different..when i step out of the house or my workshop,I discover all short of magic things in this mistreated city, I m searching for beauty and oops there it is ,all the time.Dont get me wrong, beauty can be seen in a sad face, not only in flowers and nice architecture,.yesterday I found beautifull black and white quality icons in a black dressed guy joggling outside the National Concervatory Building,Apollo's head hanging over an Embassy's door,a silver horse running in a shop window.Today at the pilates class, I saw beauty at the sceleton we use for bone structure anatomy.At the end of the day Im surrounded by archetypes,symbols that trying to tell me sth.Maybe that I dont have to try to be perfect all the time and just enjoy life.
What exactly is the meaning of that;Maybe that life is what happens while we're busy making other plans,or as Odysseas Elytys whrote; Somewhere beetween Mondays and Tuesdays,lies your true day.
Τρίτη, 29 Μαρτίου 2011
Spring is here!
All colors are bursting out of every little green life, to remind us how unimportant most of our everyday problems are.Poets have written hymns for her beauty,painters have created the most amazing colors to picture her as a fair lady that gives the essense of life.Music was written for her charms ,all instruments have playd her songs.But for me the the most magical thing about spring is her smell.A sense that no vision or sound system can capture.So maybe it would be nice to just breathe her in and out, let her go deep inside us,moove all bad feelings out.With every breath a fear goes out,cant stand the magic mix of flowers,herbs,grass,freshly washed cotton,....its pure love.
Δευτέρα, 28 Μαρτίου 2011
By Saturday afternoon I was more than determined;I was going to leave Athens for one day to preserve my emotional health...
I chose the best lady company and we took off with my fiat Sunday morning with velvet underground song 'Sunday morning 'all over.
We went to Halkida that I havent visit for more than 14 years despite the fact that is so close(45')to Athens.The minute we arrived I was amazed by the beauty of the town.I kept telling the girls that is like a miniatoure of Instabul, I kept taking pictures all day and I had the most wonderfull Sunday!
I'll do that more often ...life can be great when you cease the day!!!
Waiting for the team to arrive and start the shooting at the 25th,I couldnt help noticing some lonely figures walking down the street early in the morning and coulnt help singing that beetles song and wondering 'all the lonely people where do they all belong???
Took me more than a month to come up with an idea about spring/summer collection shooting.March was ending and I had to give answers about who ,where,how quickly.I decided that the model would be Jiannan cause her strong yet frigile physique along with her dark mysterious eyes would work great with my designs as it had at a winter test, shooted by Petros Koublis and his great team.
March 25 was National holiday and suited us all so we gathered at my friend's Angelika great vibe house to shoot it.
We had a great time ,worked hard but at the end we were all satisfied.
That happens when you love what you do and respect people around you.
If only that spirit prevailed in this almost lost country,things would be much much different.
So these are the backstage photos that I was taking while Petros was shooting with his beautiful light.