Leonardo’s Dream…

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Requiem for a friend

The slideshow running at the side is a sample of stray dogs black & white photographs, taken during the months before the Athens 2004 Olympic games.
It all started after my own dog, Snoopy (adopted stray himself), was murdered with poison.

The Light within – Το Φώς μέσα μου

–Before we begin, a kind request: play the track below called “Ομορφοφτέρουγο”

 

. Thank you.

There are times when messages of truth & light come so unexpected in space and time that is almost scary how easily we can pass them by…

Personal story, from just a few days time ago : I am visiting my parents and around noon here comes Bill jr, my almost 7 years old nephew returning from school. After spending sometime with them, I’m getting ready to leave, gearing up for the motorcycle ride back home. Bill: “I know you have to go and probably there isn’t enough time for something I want to tell you. But it’s ok.”

Ode to Vincent Van Gogh

July 1880, from a letter to his brother Teo : ” What did you expect? Whatever lies inside is communicated outside as well. Yet, even if a huge fire is burning in one’s heart , nobody approaches seeking warmth & passers keep to their routes seeing nothing but a few clouds of smoke from the end of a chimney “.

 June 1889. It is the time when Vincent Van Gogh willingly remains in isolation at the St Paul’s asylum, at San Remy; his aim is to escape…

Ούτε κρύπτει, ούτε λέγει, αλλά σημαίνει.

…The title translates : ” Neither conceals, nor says, but means.” It is how Heraclitus referred to Apollo and the Delphic oracle in the classical Hellenic world. It seemed well suited for this creation (as well for several others…). One could say that it is something like a mandala, where meditative observation resonates different meanings to different people.    

The Perfect Orange

Morning time & I prepare a fresh orange juice for my sun & stars when I notice this orange.                 I immediately become enchanted by the perfection of it’s shape, the magical symmetry (and trust me when I say that I’ve seen a lot of oranges 🙂 ). At once I take a photo and then it follows the fate of all the previous/next oranges.    Few days later I meditate on that incident;  why was I that impressed to photograph it ?  Why did it seem perfect to my eyes ? Loosing myself I reach across conditions of life… How many lost chances as we search for the perfect companion…How much time wasted seeking the ideal circumstances to fulfill our dreams…All the sources of beauty, love & harmony we pass by right now, always waiting, walking or running towards something non existing, an imagined future believed to be better than our present.