THE ANXIOUS JOURNEY - Thessaloniki 2017


In automn, on the way back to Germany I visited the city of Thessaloniki in North Greece.   I spend one night and one day in the city  ... It was more personal than anything else.  I have lived in this city for many years ... almost everything is forgotten and at the same time almost everything is present ... walking around at night ... I even found the small appartement I have lived in as a student more than 35! years ago ... time  flows like a river ... I can not think of everything else as the beginning verses of T.S. Eliots "The Four Quartets"  (citation at the beginning ).

Burnt Norton
I
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.
                                   But to what purpose
Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose-leaves
I do not know. 

                                     T. S. Eliot "The Four Quartets"




I have to go back with more time, better equipment and a decisive plan to realise a photographic project ... I think there is much more to discover in this city about my self, about Greece and about Europe  than I think ...


Here are some snapshots and impressions from two walks in the streets of the city.  All the images taken with a NIKON1 J4 system camera.

walking around at night ... I even found the room I have lived as a student more than 35! years ago  ...







FIRST NIGHT ( memory, time past )


Byzantine memories/ruins ... there is a lot of history in this city ... 


walking around at night ... I even found the room I have lived as a student more than 35! years ago  ...



Some impressions of the old/upper town at night  ... 






















Life goes on ... art is a form of being ... even in unhappy times ... 


... and love is aeternal ... 









LAST DAY  ( daylight, time present )


Roman ruins ... 









View of modern houses from the perspective of the ancient roman ruins

The modern city is founded on the ancient ruins ... 




street art is almost everywhere ... a new form of protest and awareness ... 










life writes her own stories  ... 






Hiding and Revealing a fundamental game in art and in life ... 



Hiding and Revealing a fundamental game in art and in life ... 













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