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weekenders

Posted on January 9, 2013

First excursion in a while.

 I was more of a weekender than I could possibly be. My need for a gettaway drove me to the mounts of Arcadia, at Michael Pandos’s country house

-man! does this guy know to make beautiful living spaces.

Below you can see me, mainly lying in various corners of the house and around the village/lake/yard, doing practically nothing. I did pretty good. Before I left the city Thanos Samaras suggested to make my own poncho (as a good fashion editor would do) but, thankfully, Michael had blankets and ponchos in every couch or chair possible and spared me some time and effort.

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it’s getting late

Posted on September 16, 2012

*sigh*

The first rain of September inaugurates autumn officially. This is a mixtape for the summer that moves to the other hemisphere,  made especially for you by Panos, with whom I share similar music taste, and it’s divided in three parts that move gently through genres.
Enjoy.

Lying on the seabed

Now if you will excuse me, I have to find a nice spacious hole to put my head and spend winter.

H Πόλις

Posted on March 21, 2012

I shared this two years ago on World Poetry day -today i’m all about the following: H πόλις Είπες· «Θα πάγω σ’ άλλη γή, θα πάγω σ’ άλλη θάλασσα, Μια πόλις άλλη θα βρεθεί καλλίτερη από αυτή. Κάθε προσπάθεια μου μια καταδίκη είναι γραφτή· κ’ είν’ η καρδιά μου – σαν νεκρός –θαμένη. Ο νους μου ως πότε μες στον μαρασμό αυτόν θα μένει. Όπου το μάτι μου γυρίσω, όπου κι αν δω ερείπια μαύρα της ζωής μου βλέπω εδώ, που τόσα χρόνια πέρασα και ρήμαξα και χάλασα». . Καινούριους τόπους δεν θα βρεις, δεν θα’ βρεις άλλες θάλασσες. Η πόλις θα σε ακολουθεί. Στους δρόμους θα γυρνάς τους ίδιους. Και στες γειτονιές τες ίδιες θα γερνάς· και μες στα ίδια σπίτια αυτά θ’…