Fake Venus

She is made out of white cement and not of Parian marble. But every morning she reminds me of beauty.

Airports for Children

The Zurich airport is a drab, glum and grey affair.

BUT in every single terminal (about one hundred) there is a small playground for children.

Cats, giraffes and camels, matching games on the wall, carousels and seesaw...

Airport

Fare forward travellers! not escaping from the past

Into different lives, or into any future;

You are not the same people who left that station

Or who will arrive at any terminus...

T. S. Eliot

(The Dry Salvages, from the "Four Quartets").

The lost angel

I wish there were angels... I wish I could have a guardian angel, as my mother used to tell me, every night before I fell asleep.

A forgotten poet

How heavy oblivion? Alone in the park, a weighty statue ponders the wonders of fame and forgetfulness...

Ball game

Waiting for the color of the medal!
Well - it was not gold but silver...

Emmerich

He likes to solve puzzles.

Cat bag

Satanaki in the bag

This is my first attempt to post through my mobile.
Η πρώτη μου αποπειρα να ανεβάσω εικόνα και κείμενο μέσω κινητού!