Iced green tea,taylormade dark chocolate with strawberries and pink pepper and the magnificent Elsa on the cover of Harper's BAZAAR GR.Summer mornings be 🇬🇷❤️🇸🇪
On a skull covered by web paler than its braces
Serpent eyes my mirrors of the world
And serpents’ bodies my lovers
A corpse ancient and unshacable as the white plane trees
To restain this hateful soul
To perfuse this hideous heart
With blood sluiced out and druck as black wine
Cursed and formidable upon the earth
Feared,abhored by gods and humans
Trembled and worshiped by the devilish sperms
Here,on the Mountain Of Doom
The incarnation of Horror and abominantion
Me,the Mistress Of All Evil.
Image from Pinsterest
Perhaps it surrounds you,it comes out in the air you use to breathe and in the way you move,you walk,in how your eyes stand on things while you’re thinking
or maybe your own thoughts cause it; not visible,yet their energy flows out and environs you.
This is what they run away from.
This is what causes fear or adoration or indifference.
I have tasted two,and fear almost constantly and for several reasons
And I have found myself more comfotable in it than in adoration,though such a heavier burden;
Adoration makes one lighter,careless about who he is; it is so easy to let go when you don’t have to protect anything.
And,God,how do I dread indifference
that is to come,as no one escapes life,
for little or for long,by failure or senility
How is it bared? It must be hellish.
A better-to-let-aside thought-
For now it is,it’s your soul that creates darkness -therefore fear
humans we are so weak to fear.
Some things delusionalLike the feeling the moment you jump off the rock,right before you touch the water
That you know what is about to happen,and that it is irreversible
Like watching the sunset from your shore
And the deep hug of an old friend
Or four words from you,in the unexpected middle,as our lives run and,as if we were grown ups,so fast go by
"I'm coming home"
Things like this in life
There is no freedom in the fulfillment of a hope
But it numbs the pain of an empty town,an empty year
An empty heart.
My photoshoot with @rawimagesathens opens the shooting projects session of this summer.Many thanks to Anna and Alexandros,it was such a pleasurable collaboration!
More work coming soon from now on,keep up!
Image taken at Place De Caroussel,Paris,on March 2016
Γιατί κανείς δεν θα τολμήσει να σε καταδικάσει
Τα ρόδα της ομορφιάς σου στερεώνουν τον ουρανό πάνωθε της γης
Και κρατούν τις μαινόμενες θάλασσες απ'το ν'αφανίσουν κάθε τι ζωντανό και μη που στέκει στον κόσμο
Η λάμψη της νιότης σου αφήνει τον ήλιο να φανεί
Και δίνει πνοή και πορεία στον αέρα
Γιατί ο Θάνατος είναι τώρα δούλος σου
Και ο Χρόνος σε φοβάται.
Image from Pinterest
Hear me,ancient black-winged children of the night
Bite me,and with the pearl blades of your nature drain me out of the human blood
Upon a cursed mercy
Take me with you,
With the marginal bleeding kiss of the two worlds
Make me paler,
Make me deadly,
Make me immortal.
Today's lunch at home after a long time.Salmon,crab and tuna rolls with cucumbers,avocado,soy sauce and ginger.
Since the weather is so good these days,I had my meal at the balcony.The tastiest while studying my Swedish🍣 🇸🇪 ❤️