There is a country, other than the one I currently live in, that I hold dear. It's the country where I grew up. Luxembourg.
There's a strange feeling that I have when I return there. Every time I see something changed, I feel disappointment. Regardless if the changes are for the best (which I don't think, anyway) I'd like it to remain the same as when I left. Seing the once bare fields filled with ultra-modern malls brings a frown to my face. And what about you? How do you feel when the place where you grew up changes?
I came here, having in mind to photograph this place, the things I feel here. But right now, I feel the emergency to do it. Because if I wait another 10 or even 2 years it will be less the place I used to know.
Be ready.

Example II

Wrapped in my shawl (the weather is chilly here) I've finally had the time to take a look at the rest of my most recent roll. I've found another example of the "photograph your schoolyear" project. Here it is :

What you've seen 'till now is in black and white, but I'm still waiting for an expired slide film with some more pictures. I guess my photography lover friends wouldn't appreciate this, but I felt that some means fit the personality of the subject more than others, so I used them respectively.
Let's see what this is gonna give...

Results

Do you remember the project I had started "photograph your school year" ? I've had the first results.


More of those coming soon...

I'm dazzled...

χαρης, originally uploaded by kallia fisaraki.

No, really. I'm dazzled because in this picture I see a friend of mine and I almost can't recognize him. Though the hippy summer look plays its part in this, I'd bet my head it's the photographer's "fault". Because I've seen recent pictures of her, and I see people, my close friends, the ones I see all day every day, and I can't even recognize them. She has the talent to show aspects of people in her photographs that they can't see. Can I do that? I have no fucking idea... If my bizarre monologue convinced you a bit, take a look at her flickr
You might not understand what I'm talking about, but she's got lovely portraits

Leaving town...

Lots of things have been written by lots of people concerning travel packing. Some pack only what they're able to carry, others travel with tons of luggage, waiting for some kind (or paid) person to carry them. And items of clothing... there comes the big dilemma: what to pack, what to wear.
I've lived in two countries and traveled a lot back and forth (and to other countries) so I could give one advice or two, based on my personal belief on traveling.

1. I never carry more than I can handle. I have no intention of paying anyone to carry my own stuff so I usually take a trolley suitcase and my handbag. And ocasionaly, my laptop.
2. I tend to find key pieces. A black dress, booties with a comfortable heel (my all time favorites), lots of different stockings and socks and pashminas.
3. Black is a colour matching with anything. So I tend to have more black clothes that anything else. Generally, and while travelling.
4. You can always put a dazzling dress between your everyday clothes. You never know when you'll need one. Just don't take one that takes half the space of your suitcase.
5. When you travel, you'd better wear things you're comfortable with. No heels larger than life, no micromini skirts, no cleavage. And if by any chance you're traveling by plane, avoid to drink alcohol. It usualy gives a terrible headache when you're landing

I tried to talk generally but, truth is, I'm inspired by my own suitcase and I'm going to a cold town in the north of Greece for few days and I usually don't wear pants. I hope I've been helpful and, ps, I can't wait for the trip!!!!

Red no.4

Two girls that haven't slept that much

This image could be a part of my recent "take a picture of your schoolyear" project. But it'd rather not be. Take it as an individual : friends and fellow architect students, tired from their current project, Renaissance-ized by the tones of the polaroid film (Artistic TZ).

I kinda love this one

Dinner at Andrews

 
Last weekend I found myself in my hometown, having dinner in Andrew's house. His house is probably the best one, most silent yet classy in the whole city.

Ps. The hunter boots on my little friend- niece are to die foooooor!!!

The all time shoe

These are my latest booties. I've had trouble buying them, though. You see, they're a bit too rough and short- heeled compared to the rest of my shoes (I'm not talking about the flat ones). But I was wrong hesitating. They've become my autumn-winter passe-partout. Because the heel is comfortable enough to walk all day on them and they give a dark, goth yet classy touch to every look.


Here they are with their big brothers, the 12 cm heeled oxfords I dearly love.

PS. I haven't abandoned my project, but I'm using slide film so it might take some time...

I say a warm welcome to inspiration

It's autumn and I'm willing to make another change to the nature of this blog. What has started as a personal style diary has, during this year and someting evolved into a place where you can find photojournalism, fashion weeks, travel information, my life (uh), polaroids, whatever. I intend to move this place a step forward. I've gotten myself a new project : to photograph all the people in my schoolyear, one by one. It's going to be about fashion, style, identity. And what's the best; they don't know it yet. But, with any means, from digital to polaroid (even phone if I'm desperate) and from my friends to the ones I know the least, I intend to do this. Wish me luck!

it's all about the details

I developped my first film myself (with lots of guidance from the Photography crew, I admit). A Tmax expired in 2006, which is probably the reason of the sepia tones present in some of the pictures. Even though I forgot to remove the water from the film in the end and died over photoshop to remove the drops, what can I say...me likey!

In situations like this...

Well, once upon a time, I had some friends fighting in my house. And I had an event to attend. And I decided to leave them in my house and go. So they asked: "Do you have a reason to go out or are you leaving us alone?".I looked at my outfit and said: "Would I dress up like this if I were to just leave you alone?". And they said"Oh wouldn't you?"


...well...they're right.

Weekend

I had a grrrRRrrreat weekend. BF's birthday party, my favorite japanese food and an opportunity to try on my new knee high socks. The pictures will talk for me


me + chopsticks + the earrings my mom gave me. They're from a boutique in Gkazi called "sunapeiro"

Seafood ramen from Wagamama
Bfs with balloons
Ice for our cocktails
The road home

I hope you had a nice weekend too!

After the rain

This cuban cigar was the only survivor on the day with the worst weather forecast. We could still smoke it under the heavy rain.


Ps. I know I haven't posted anything about fashion in a while, but I don't think it' s gonna last that long. It is the season of wellies after all...

Revolt festival 2010

Hell of a way to start the academic year (and I mean it in a positive way). Well, last weekend, I had an exhibition and was the oficial photographer of Revolt festival 2010. It was a great experience. The exhibition was called "One man show"and included photos like this:



And this is my favorite scene from the concerts:


Maraveyas ilegal has an amazing orchestra. See you soon enough!

The holidays are over....

and I've changed houses, still no web and I can only look at photos like this and yearn for the next vacation

shot by lomo spinner 360 on kodak TX

You spin me right round...

Regardless of the title, today I want to present you my new camera... ... ... the lomography Spinner 360°.

That's what it looks like.a little camera on a big handle. Now the genious part is the way it functions. You have to hold it in one hand and pull the string that's on the handle with the other. Release it and the camera will do a full 360 spin, capturing whatever's on it's way. Killer detail : the dolphin on the camera's top.

+-- FAIR PLAY --+ 10 euro SALES VINTAGE MARKET

Let's get to part two then. Yesterday night I went to holy mustaches bazaar in TORA K44. Who wouldn't be interested by a large choice of vintage clothes anyway?



I'm out of words right now. But I'll just say I had a fun time. And shorts and a skirt. I guess it's time for me to stop buying things...

PS: the last picture!!!!

for more information on the event (today is the last day): http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/event.php?eid=133447066690249

Aunty

The title sure looks strange but it's part one of my great discoveries of the day.
So let's get to the main subject. A few months ago, dear Sandy Kay Forkinidio (here's her Flickr) sent me a review of boutique theia in the center of Athens, a place with retro looking corsets. And having time on my hands (and a car, actually) I went looking.





Here's what I found. A little shop that's forgotten time and looks chic and nostalgic. The corsets are handmade (and so is the rest of the clothing) and the lines flattering. Oh, and if you see the swimming cap lookalikes in the last picture, they're actually clutches. And I got one in colour peach.har har har :p

Summer in the city

So, until the time comes for me to go to a lovely Greek island (Skiathos) I'm stuck in Athens. Still, I'm in summer mood. Wearing :

Big chunky necklaces


Shiny nail polish



Prints



This year, my most expected summer buy was a maxi dress, multi-coloured and comfortable. A dress I could wear all day every day.

dress from Accessorize
necklace from a magazine I bought years ago
nail polish from Sephora

Plastic Dreams

Last night I almost posted on my favorite kind of shoes. I actually waited and today I can post about my recently bought shoes. Sounds better

Have I ever talked to you about my obsession with plastic bubblegum smelling high heels?
Yes I'm talking about Melissa. Those recycled plastic bubblegum smelling shoes definitely hold a place in my heart. I recently bought the last pair of Melissa+ Vivienne Westwood.

I don't need to mention my lust for high heels. But since it would be a waste to dirty them with the campuses mud (and frankly, who would wear high heels in our university?), that's what I wore instead


Cute, plastic, no-name flats. Just what a girl needs on a tough summer day

The haunted house

You've seen one, I'm sure. The kind of house that looks old, messed up but from the details you can see that it must have been a real beauty when built.
We've visited one two days ago. It had the decadent beauty of an old chap.

Street shots

I've never been a studio girl myself. Ok, lack of knowledge is more of a reason than lack of interest. But the street is on a whole other level. You have to struggle to make your subject different from it's environment. Or let the two merge. That is the case in this picture

Ceci n'est pas une pipe

Ceci n'est pas une pipe, originally uploaded by i am drexel.

Have you ever heard of Magritte's, "la trahison des images" (the treachery of images)? Ceci n'est pas une pipe (this is not a pipe) sounds absurd, but it's actually true, since "ceci" (this) refers to the painting, not the thing represented. Or not? In any case, next time you see picture or a photo, think twice about what you're seeing. It fun and at the same time, of the utmost importance

Last days at Arsakeion

I forgot to tell you that I had an exhibition, didn't I?
It was a team exhibition we organised with the photographic team of the university. I had lots of fun there. And yesterday was the last day. So I decided to have a photo shoot there. On the roof of the old building of Arsakeion school.



That's what the scenery looked like... all those old smelly apartment buildings...I love them

Reflection