“Absence, the highest form of presence”. James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“Black lake, black boat, two black, cut-paper people. Where do the black trees go that drink here?”Sylvia Plath, Crossing the WaterRed brownish tones and creamy highlights are sepia photo characteristics. It gives them an old and archive impression. Sepia was the color made by cuttlefish’s ink. It comes from the ancient Greek word for cuttlefish, “σηπία”. Sepia ink was commonly used from ancient times, by Greek and Romans, until the painters of the 19th century. In the late 19th century, an iron-silver photography…

“Don’t struggle so much, the best things happen when not expected.” Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Follow me on Facebook • Google+ • Bloglovin’waterfront, thessaloniki, greece “True wisdom comes to each of us when we realize how little we understand about life, ourselves, and the world around us”. Socrates

“We are more often frightened than hurt, and we suffer more from imagination than from reality” Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Follow me on Facebook • Google+ • Bloglovin’ willow tree, laimos, prespes, greece “Everything has beauty, but not anyone can see”. Confucius

Follow me on Facebook • Google+ • Bloglovin’ st.nicolaos stream, loutra pozar, aridaia, greece “One can not reflect in streaming water. Only those who know internal peace can give it to others” Lao Tzu

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        “So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.“ – Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets      

A Day Before Winter "a leaf fluttered in through the window this morning..." - Windy field art print by ARTbyJWP via curioos.com

“To see a World in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a wildflower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour”. NEPHELAI SERIES Radiant sunset sky by ARTbyJWP via curioos.com

Follow me on Facebook • Google+ • Bloglovin’lake orestiada, kastoria, greece “Descendants of perishable tears Rowers of futile lakes We left earth’s skin We fingered our words In the trees’ whispering For the last time Now stars neighbor our forehead!” Odysseus Elytis, Orion [Orientations, 1940]