On the path of the art of photography, what I am seeking is
not an image. It is not an idea. It is the recreation of an inner state, of
a feeling that takes place at a unique moment between the self and the world
The creation of this type of relationship between the self
and the outside world requires the acceptance of solitude and personal silence,
in order for this very sensitive contact to manifest. Such a feeling arose in
me when I found myself surrounded by the Cycladic sculptured rock forms, in
the transparent greek light, with only the sounds from the sea and the wind.
In this natural beauty and wilderness, I felt my breath become
deep, my body relax and my thoughts cease their furious pace in my mind and
all around. I gradually felt as if nature and I had developed a silent dialogue.
The rocky forms were transformed into feminine existences, which sometimes had
a sensual, curvy body and other times drifted around me like souls.
Thus, they narrated to me secrets of an eternal life.