The results of my little photography experiment with ice, outdoor light and a few daisies from the garden.
Cold Lady Luck/Η Κρυα Θεα Τυχη
They say that justice is blind
But I say that lady luck is too
The lady blindly
Hands out her luck
To the coldest
The wickedest
Through and through
Even when the meek begin to despair
The lady laughs
She simply doesn’t care
‘They chased after their dreams’
That is what they say
Yes, and the lady was there to help them on their way.
Between Two Lands
I know a woman who is
Torn between two lands
Her eyes are closed
Her arms are stretched out
And raised high to the sky
To feel the heat of the sun
But instead she feels the biting of the cold
The glass is never empty or ever full
The bitter and sweet tastes
Will forever remain on her tongue
Her heart is split between two worlds
Two different lives
In two different countries
She is careful not to betray either one
She says she stays in a land that she did not choose
Or did she?
Rain Drops On A Cabbage Leaf
I am probably the only person who loves the rain here in Greece. After it rains, or during the rainfall, if you’re well prepared, you can take really unique shots with your camera. And, I love how water looks in photos, especially in black and white photos.
Two Bees and a Red Rose
A bee patiently waits his turn to pollinate.
Μια μέλισσα περιμένει υπομονετικά τη σειρά του να γονιμοποιήσει.
A little Snowfall/Mια μικρη χιονoπτωση
The snow melted as quickly as it came here in Athens. No complaints about that; and now it’s just raining and raining..
Sudden Snowfall/Ξαφνική χιονόπτωση
The snow has melted now, but I think it might snow again…
Το χιόνι έχει λιώσει τώρα, αλλά νομίζω ότι θα χιονίσει πάλι …
Black & White Antiques
Just a few more photographs of the Antiques street in downtown Athens that I didn’t add before. Such a great place for a photographer. That street is like an explosion of sights and sounds that will make your head spin and your camera snap non-stop!
Daffodils/Nάρκισσους
Picture of daffodils layered over a painted background with writing.
they only see doom and gloom
and not the beauty
are we the fools who see the beauty?
The Soul/H Ψυχη
A white butterfly on a flower.
For the Japanese the white butterfly represents the soul of the departed one, so I thought that it would be appropriate to post this photograph of a white butterfly for a friend who recently lost a loved one..
“No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.”-Euripides (Ancient Greek Writer 480B.C-406 B.C)
My Creative Wayz 