Running away... passing by... heading towards
Moments become memories and memories start to fade away. It is then that photography becomes essential, for the peace and quiet of our hearts.
| There are many unique and priceless moments in our lives but sometimes we appreciate them only when they're gone. What a common thing, when we sink in our daily routines... carried away by our thoughts, our problems, our walls. We start building them, after someone let us down... someone, something, or even our own selves... We just forget to build a door too, or a bridges, as Newton said. Everything we do becomes mechanical, even our relationships, in periods like these... When all that's left is the bittersweet memories, we need a stronger reminder of those happy little things. That's what art does. Art not only creates new worlds and gives life and form to dreams and ideas, but also captures the magic in our world... the magic that is well hidden under the veil of the rush. Pictures that imprint emotions and bring back all the kinds of thoughts and memories that give us the strength to go on. Art is a personal thing (YOU will be touched by a picture of a swing because of your childhood and YOU will feel like a carefree kid) but it is also objective as well (because to an old women will remind the day she hung that swing for their kids, and her feelings of her gone love will be bittersweet). These are some of the pics I took while walking in a beutiful and peacefull town (Florina, Greece), with an old friend... that our paths seperated. |