Black and white photography

The Dreamers

Find out more about “The Dreamers” here and enjoy their music here.

Participation in the 4th Antiparos International Photo

I am happy to announce that ten photos of the project “Never Ending Summer” are going to be exhibited to the 4th Antiparos International Photo Festival. The Antiparos International Photo Festival is probably the smallest international photography festival in the world. It’s been operated on the tiny but beautiful Greek island of Antiparos since 2013 and it had hosted plenty of well-​known professional photographers but also local photographers, with a special focus on young, up-​and-​coming talent. The festival is going to be held from 2 July till 11 July 2016 in the medieval castle of Antiparos.

Should a stay or should i go ?

Find out more @ http ://antiparosphotofestival.com/

The never ending summer

The Never ending summer” was inspired at a glance of a hot summer day of August on the beach. The sweet melancholy that I was feeling while the summer was coming to an end and the desire to stop the time for a while and prolong this period of laziness, I decided to take photos for a month and this book is the result of my project. My never ending summer…

The never ending summer by Kalogiorgi Maria | Make Your Own Book

Smells like pub culture

The pub means different things to different people. The perfect pub depends on so many variables. For some, the perfect pub is about low ceilings and wood fires, for others it is the dependable jazz band in the corner.
Even with your eyes closed, you would know for sure that you are entering a pub. The smell of beer, ale and cider spilt on the floor and tables from hundreds of glasses, held in hundreds of hands, night after night, will be here forever.
A typical scene is of a bartender — either a pretty girl or a guy giving you a pint glass, with drops of beer inevitably spilling on the counter. You feel that the glass is wet, cold and heavy in your hand. The place is crowded, so as you turn around with your drink, part of it spills on your fingers, your clothes and on the floor. But despite this, pubs have their charm and they are a great part of British culture.

In the eye of the storm

Eye of the storm
Diving deep, diving deep in the blue sea. The sense of freedom that surrounds your body and the lack of gravity that exist make you feel free. Calendar shows 21st of June the first day of summer. The sky has dark purple color with clouds of rain ready to let the water find its way down to earth. I’m taking a deep breath and I dive into the sea. While I’m emerging myself to the surface I see that a white layer of bubbles had taken over the surface of the sea. Finally rain… the view is extraordinary, I’m trying to stay as long as I can under the sea and set my senses wide open so that I can enjoy the most these remarkable feeling. Despite the heavy rain, you could see nothing than calmness and serenity the absolute balance with the sounds of Mother Nature. In other words, tranquility…
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm
Eye of the storm

Nizwa’s Friday Goat Market

Markets are one of my favorite places to go in order to get a sense of the local culture and people. Walking into the Nizwa market I immediately felt as if I was witnessing life in Oman like a local. I didn’t have any goats to sell and I wasn’t planning on buying one, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t get into the middle of the action.

It’s early in the morning and we arrive at the south side of the souq in Nizwa, one of the oldest and idyllic souks in Oman, and we head directly to the Friday Goat Market, where locals come to trade livestock, particularly goats, cows, and sheeps sold by auction. The market is quite frenetic as the sellers can’t always control their animals, and some try to break away dragging their owners behind them.

It’s a crazy scene with hollering Omanis and out-​of-​control animals and even quiet Omanis either just sitting and observing, or participating full force in the auction. The goats were stood tied to trees bleating loudly, while cows ate grass. In addition, there are the requisite number of tourists trying to find good vantage points to take videos and pictures of this event.

The cattle market is a round space, allowing sellers to lead their animals for sale in a slow circular walk, where buyers sit in the middle and along the edges, shouting out a price as they feel moved to do so. If a deal is reached, the transfer is made immediately – the animal is either led away via a rope, or in the case of a pair small goat kids, scooped up one other each arm.

The goat and cattle market is so atmospheric and authentic that you’ll think you were transported back in time. Turbaned men, woman with face masks, goats pulled around a large circle with men screaming bids. Crowds gathered around cows inspecting teeth, udders, rumps. We left empty handed, but richer from the experience. Nizwa’s Friday Goat Market is one of the most unique markets I’ve been in the world.

“Οδός Πολυδούρη“

Odos Polidouri
Odos Polidouri
“Ο θάνατος κάνει πολύ θόρυβο τα μεσημέρια και οι ώρες κοινής ησυχίας είναι κι αυτες ένα σοβαρό αντικίνητρο για να αναπτύξει κανείς τις δεξιότητες του, να πάψει φερ ειπειν να σχετίζεται με την απουσία του μέσω τρίτων. Εδώ έχεις καρτέλα με ονοματεπώνυμο, δικό σου κρεβάτι, καθαρά σεντόνια καθ εκάστην και βοήθεια καθ όλον το εικοσιτετράωρο. Ο γιατρός σε κοιτάζει στα μάτια , σου χαμογελάει, σου φτιάχνει το μαξιλάρι, ξέρει να σου πει ένα σωρό καλά λόγια κι όταν βάζει πάνω σου τα ακουστικά βήξε –ανάσανε η σχέση γίνεται βαθιά και φτάνει ίσα με τους βρόγχους. Μ αγαπάς μαμά; Το δωμάτιο δεν έχει βέβαια παιχνίδια και ακάρεα οικιακής σκόνης βολεύομαι όμως μια χαρά με τα φάρμακα και τα απολυμαντικά. Από μια άποψη τούτο εδώ είναι το τέλειο παιδικό δωμάτιο με ενα σωρό μαγικά αντικείμενα να τα ξεχαρβαλώσεις και πειραματιστείς. Επιτρέπεται να εισαι όλη μέρα ξάπλα, μπρούμυτα ή ανάσκελα και το κυριότερο δεν σε υποχρεώνει κανείς να είσαι χτενισμένη, ζωηρή, καθαρή, στην ώρα σου και με καλές επιδόσεις στη γραμματική και το συντακτικό.”
Odos Polidouri
Odos Polidouri

Αρωσταίνω σε καθεστώς απόλυτης ελευθερίας ! Γλυκές καλές μου νοσοκόμες με το ένδυμα της αφοσιώσης κολαριστό και τη σύριγγα σε θέση μάχης. Μαμάδες , μαμάδες μου με το μπαμπάκι και το οινόπνευμα. Θα με γεννήσετε μ έναν πόνο και γω θα σας ανταμείψω με μια μακρά ευφορική περίοδο κυοφορίας. Το αγαπημένο μου αρκουδάκι είναι η νυχτερινή βάρδια. Η πρωινή ασχολείται κυρίως με τα μαθηματά μου. Καθόμαστε μπρος –πίσω στο ακτινολογικό και η γνώση μεταδίδεται με ένα τσακ, χωρίς παπαγαλίες και εκνευριστικές επαναλήψεις.

Odos Polidouri

Αισθάνομαι την επιτάχυνση των ηλεκτρονίων. Η πίεση των δεκάδων χιλιάδων βολτ και η πρόσπτωσή τους πάνω στο βολφράμιο έχει λιγότερες παρενέργειες από την Αγριόπαπια του Ιψεν και την αποστήθιση των πόλεων του Δεύτερου Ελληνικού Αποικισμού στην Κάτω Ιταλία.

Τα ηλεκτρόνια προσπίπτοντας στο στόχο χάνουν σταδιακά την ενέργειά τους και υφίστανται επιβραδύνσεις απολύτως απαραίτητες για τη νυχτερινή μου κατακλιση. Αφήνω πάντοτε το ένα μάτι μου ανοιχτό για να χαζεύω τις θαλασσογραφίες του παλμογράφου.”

Odos Polidouri

Απόσπασμα από το έργο της Ρούλας Γεωργακοπούλου

Η ταυτότητα της παράστασης :
Κείμενο : Ρούλα Γεωργακοπούλου
Σκηνοθεσία : Θοδωρής Γκόνης
Σκηνικά– Κοστούμια : Ελένη Στρούλια
Μουσική : Αλέξανδρος Γκόνης
Φωτισμοί : Τάσος Παλαιορούτας
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Travelling to Iran

Painting in Tehran.

Wall painting in Tehran.

Behind the veil of the Islamic revolution, the chador and the religious morality, people are disarmingly polite and authentic, that will really delight to honor you with their pure hospitality. As foreigners you will experience an unprecedented respect, as traveler that is looking to explore the land and the people of Iran.

A group of men playing cards in a park in Isfahan.
A group of men playing cards in a park in Isfahan.
At the Friday Mosque in Yazd.
At the Friday Mosque in Yazd.

An unexpected smile.
An unexpected smile.

The country of Iran is aimed exclusively to voyagers that know how to appreciate and respect cultural differences and historical heritage of a glorious place, which is balanced between the chador and nuclear energy !

A boy is cycling in the alleys of the bazaar in Shiraz.
A boy is cycling in the alleys of the bazaar in Shiraz.

In the alleys of the town.
Carpets on a trolley.

The Persian Wars, Isfahan, Darius, Xerxes Ferntosi, Persepolis, Omar Khayyam, Shiraz … names, personalities, and situations, all loaded with history and myths that contributes decisively to the decision to travel to the land of Iran.

Every day a red rose is left on tomb of Hafez in Shira.z
Every day a red rose is left on tomb of Hafez in Shiraz.

To walk through the gates of Iran you need to ignore the propaganda of the international media that are talking about a forbidden and dangerous place, especially after the Islamic revolution of 1979 and the establishment of a theocracy. It is no coincidence, moreover, that the ancient Persia textbooks has been identified in the consciousness of most of the Islamic fanaticism. It is however an unfortunate parallelism from the reality that the traveler is actually going see during his presence in Iran .

Rest time.
Rest time.

A man while he is counting his money at the bazaar of Shiraz.
A man while he is counting his money at the bazaar of Shiraz.


Night at the roads of Yazd.
Night at the roads of Yazd.

Night at the roads of Yazd.
Night at the roads of Yazd.

In the alleys of the old town of Yazd.
In the alleys of the old town of Yazd.

In the alleys of the old town of Yazd.
In the alleys of the old town of Yazd.

At the bazaar of Isfahan.
At the bazaar of Isfahan.

Most of the people are using a bike or a motorbike for their transportation..

Photography Kalogiorgi Maria

Canon 7D

Destination Unknown

Dare to take a backpack and get lost among the crowd to an unknown destination. Taste the local food and entertain self in a local pub. Trust your instinct and wandering around the streets of the city, observe the world around you, a traveler without observation is like a bird without wings.
Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
All travel has its advantages. If the passenger visits better countries, he may learn to improve his own. And if fortune carries him to worse, he may learn to enjoy it. There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.
Tourists don’t know where they’ve been, travelers don’t know where they’re going. For every traveller who has any taste of his own, the only useful guidebook will be the one which he himself has written…
Destination Unknown.….…..
Destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things

Photography Kalogiorgi Maria

Photos had been taken with Canon 350D