P.

Good night my vigorous sun, wake up my beauty longing moon

Attached to summer

Birds

Beach moments

No floating boats in my eyes

 
We used to say as kids "there are floating boats in your eyes" when we suspect that somebody is lying.

Sea is the key

... to scatter my thoughts, to fool away my dreams, to collect some freedom...

Πάντα χωρεῖ καὶ οὐδὲν μένει

I haven't learned how to live in the present. What happens to me all the time is getting stuck between the past and the future which results in experiencing the same emotions over and over. I wish this distracting repeating could stop at least in my dreams.

One day

I will write a book about the water with trillions of pictures included. Need a time to practice the writing part, look the pictures aren't such a big issue :)

Elements

From the water I come and blues and greens are my main consistencies

 John at Svala beach, Samos 2011

Summer cliches II

Also check my etsy store, I added some new items there :)

http://alexmalexdesigns.etsy.com/

Summer cliches

Prints for sale

This two pictures are printed for sale, if anybody is interested please contact me

My granny as a photographer

Found this old dress with clovers pattern in my granny's wardrobe. I really liked the vintage look, but the dress was too big for me, so I asked granny to be a model for me. Surprisingly she accepted with a smile. Surprisingly because the last time I took pictures of her she said that for the selfportraits I am doing my best to look beautiful, but when taking pictures of others I don't care about if they look good or not hahaha Which is probably true (evil laugh) ;)

 

My first band shoot

Ok, I know the pics are cliche and so on, but I find it difficult even thinking in this heat :D So those boys are friends of mine, who are making grindcore music (I hope I wrote the style right). They needed pictures for one event and kindly asked me to help them. And I gotta say they were acting like gentlemen, I almost felt like a real photographer with them :D Here is a link to their myspace page.

When flickr connects me with interesting people

"there will be no taste
in sweet fruit, or
light tea cup clicks
on kissing old china, and especially
no bluebird Japanese
embroidery on the
napkins"

from Poem of loss by Kimberly Pierson

  
Here is her tumblr where among the rest you can find her poetry and music