A balcony on the 7th floor, down-town Athens, looking on to Varvakeios.
I am painting the city, what I see, what I can smell, what comes “as such” inside me: smog exists or not, depending on the wind; some, thank God, forgotten tilled roofs; lots of concrete, a bric-a-brac of today’s eyesore blended with a sweet affection and stoicism of yesterday.
All, “filtered”, are printed on my canvas, in a mood to touch the sky and purify reality.
In my “Enchanted City”, the colorful rivers, the hovering cyclists, the kites, the eternally enigmatic cats… believe the congestion of our, ingeniously trapped, mind…
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