Athens is a difficult city. A place that we, Athenians, love to hate. A messy, dirty, confusing mix of everyone’s taste, views, culture and ideas. All that, combined with heavily uncontrolled urban growth and layers of sudden historical changes, have created this tightly formed knot of interesting interactions and liveliness in an environment that sure scares you…
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Paris, a delicate story
It is the winter that somehow makes this city even more magical. I find something less touristic about cold, wet, winter night walks and crossing bridges in windy days. The scenery of less crowded streets is really making you imagine of times long past, of elegant ladies under umbrellas held by gentlemen, or Parisian cafes filled with delicacies and of…
Frid-esque
I have discovered a newly found freedom in expression. It is called, not caring for feedback of any kind. This alone is capable of releasing some profoundly positive energy waves and carry you from periods of pain to such of the brightest light. They won’t last for long, no. You will most probably relapse into your…
Happy Resolutions for a New Year
It is funny that we wait until the 1st of each year in order to make our resolutions. Maybe its the glittery feeling of the night or the sparkling wine in our lipstick stained glass that somewhat gives the impression of formality to all of this. It may be just another day, but it is…
Fragile dreams…
I have a soul that likes to hide. Half in the light and half in some very dark shadows. These two extremes have somehow found an ephemeral balance to the point of a certain kind of numbness. Never before did I feel so lost in thoughts as I do now. And never before did I…
My new love for handcrafted ceramics.
So these last few days I had to go out of town for some business visits, but I am happy I managed to meet with good friends and share some moments – and drinks with them. A lovely company of people, who I know from University times and with whom I have apparently formed that…
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