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.
Find out more @ http ://antiparosphotofestival.com/
“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…
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…
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.
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.
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.”
Απόσπασμα από το έργο της Ρούλας ΓεωργακοπούλουΗ ταυτότητα της παράστασης :
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.
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.
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.
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.
Photography Kalogiorgi Maria
Photography Kalogiorgi Maria
Photos had been taken with Canon 350D