Promoting the benefits from the embracing of Cultural Heritage & Ecology, most posts feature in En & Gr thoroughly edited and researched, illustrated by my photos. Enjoy the journey! 2017 © Copyright. All rights reserved; initial post 14 February 2017 – […]
Categories: My Travel Journals, Poetic prose, Reflections on love and other arts • Tags: Cultural heritage, Cultural travel, Nature, Poetic prose, Richmond-upon-Thames, United Kingdom
This blog post is an experiment in poetic prose matched with photos from the island of Kea or Tzia that have inspired it. It has been reviewed by the highly acclaimed Exile Room, an art space and very active non-profit organisation operating at the centre of Athens “obsessed” with promoting and educating on the art and practice of documentaries. The last years in the Exile Room they show regularly distinctive documentaries from the international scene; they also organise seminars and host the most hospitable […]
Categories: Greek islands, My Travel Journals, Poetic prose, Reflections on love and other arts • Tags: Art, Cultural travel, Culture, Gardens, Greece, Greek islands, Kea island, Life, Love, Nature, Photography, Poetic prose, Public spaces, Travel, Writing
(for the Greek text please see after the photos/ παρακαλώ αναζητήστε το Ελληνικό κείμενο μετά τις φωτογραφίες) I grew up in the city. Longer stays in the countryside were scheduled for school holidays. Sunday excursions to the outskirts of Athens informed my school compositions with the title ‘ A Sunday with my family’, a topic that throughout elementary school our teachers felt compelled to ask us to write about. The best among them were to be read out in […]
Categories: Ταξιδιωτικά μου Ημερολόγια, My Travel Journals, Poetic prose, Reflections on love and other arts • Tags: Art, Culture, Δημόσιοι χώροι, Ελλάδα, Λογοτεχνία, Ταξίδι, Φωτογραφία, Literature, Long Reads, Love, Nature, Photography, Poetic prose, Public spaces, Travel, Urban metaphors, Urban travel tales
They have carried it up the stairs, six floors. When I opened the door their faces were dripping with sweat. I offered them water. One of the two men was robust, handsome. He asked me where to place it. I showed him. He lifted up the couch again, taking most of the weight, leading the other, his colleague, patiently, with his voice. “Leave it on me, Sotiris, it’s okay, I get it.” I would have thought that he was the […]
Categories: Athens for your eyes only, Poetic prose, Reflections on love and other arts • Tags: Athens Greece, City, Culture, Greek Literature, Αθήνα, Ελληνική Λογοτεχνία, Η Πόλη με τους εργένηδες, Λογοτεχνία, Life, Literature, Love, Urban metaphors, Urban travel tales, Writing
