Welcome

living in a model

what are my options?

distorted shadow

κάποιοι θέλουν ξύλο

The party is over

something to remember from 10 years back

The perfect fit

fly like a cloud

Bite

free fall

Stay hungry, stay foolish.

FREE M. DUCHAMP

σημεία και κέρατα

sweet kiss

We are some incredible antennae

rising like fingers into chaos,

on their tips the infinite resounds

but soon to crash all broken down.

                                                                      K.Kariotakis

SxSW traffic light

green spin

an apple a day

μουνί, μήτερ, πέη.

lethal weapons, fatal women

Magritte gras

Texas Longhorn with a twist for the mardi gras celebration

Texan Pride, German car

Shopping some US debt

near Wall st.

Αχτύπητα δίδυμα

Λουκάς-Νίκος

εμπόριο αλλαντικών

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Βαλέρια- Άννα

φυτικά προϊόντα

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Μήτσος-Τάκης

γούρια & φυλακτά

hearts unexpected III

destination?

Lady(bird) in red

bleu blanc rouge

Paris-Versailles 2011, 16K race

compromise

slow luxury vs. fast

see also : the polo shirt war

all my loving I will send to you

face to face

το πολύ το ΚΚ

superficial beauty

straight fom hell

depressed USB cable

before and after

Here are some photos of the Kyriakopoulos residence, (designed by T. Valentis, built in 1934) I took in the summer of 2001.


This was one of the few original samlpes of modernism in Greece.

Ten years later I return to that street and I see this instead.

The Kyriakopoulos residence had been declaired by the state as a "landmark" and the state had promissed to buy it in order to preseve it. On 16 Oct 2002 it was demolished.

Find your way

"He walks quickly. When crossing a street, he steps off
the sidewalk without changing his pace, but two out of
three times makes a little hop when he steps  on to the
sidewalk on the other side."

Albert Camus, The Plague.

the kind of detail that I love

Take your time...

Fort de Penthièvre, Western France.

The Forests of Silence

Translated from the Greek original

Many thanks to J. for the help.

Year 2345

When he wanted to reflect, Dr. Victor often visited the Forest. Passing above a glade, his flying carpet gave him clearance to land. He hopped off and started walking among the trunks. He knew that soon the continuous noise produced by the wind turbine forests would cease, thanks to a new design that his computers had suggested. Ever since oil reserves had been completely depleted, wind turbines had gradually occupied the largest part of land. The only spaces available for the less efficient solar panels were on the turbine’s blades and on some gigantic balloons, under which permafrost had been developed. The inescapable buzz of the rotors had become synonymous with human civilization. Silent energy had long been a major demand of the planet’s dwellers, who could no longer withstand the steadily escalating drone of the turbines over the last 150 years.

Victor enjoyed observing the remnants of the natural world. On this day, a fly trapped in a spider’s net caught his eye. Spiders had been doing that for thousands of years without changing their habits and needs. “Only humans can change their habits and needs”, he whispered. It was in the 22^nd century that the social engineers’ supercomputers suggested that every time a human being solves a problem, the net effect is the creation of void mental space for a new problem to emerge. A few years later, biologists had proved this theory by discovering the guilty pseudo-gene. The social engineers’ model had also predicted that humanity would eventually self-destruct around 2500. Since there had not been enough time for natural selection to change humans, biologists had been under pressure to deter the destruction by modifying the genetic predisposition of the next generations of humans.

Thousands of researchers had started pushing computers to their limit until at last, in 2344, they had discovered a stable biological setting. Biologists had only recently started genetically modifying the next generation and this made Victor feel like one of the last engineers. Technology had proven to be a byproduct of the initial genetic imperfection.

During the 22^nd century, it had become widely accepted that the driving force of the civilization was the joy derived from problem-solving (and not the facilitation of life as it was believed before, since humans could never stop developing problems). After some years, humanity would no longer refresh its problem list. It had taken some thousands of years for homo sapiens to mature enough to decide that they should discontinue themselves and replace themselves with a new species. It was not an easy call.

Dr. Victor was strolling in the forest, looking at the sunset and he was content. He believed that his generation-the last of the homo sapiens - had preformed its duty before it was too late. And so had he: by solving one of his generation’s last problems, leaving a lighter burden to the new mankind._

2003

twisted nature

maybe you can't see it, this doesn't mean it's not there.

recession

Défense d’ afficher

Risque de choc electrique!

Need to buy classical music?

Don’t forget to add CHOPIN and LISZT to your...

SHOPPING LIST!

when in Paris

Long waiting at CDG airport

Do it like Avramopoulos

Versailles, City Hall.