One breath away (Μια ανάσα μακριά)

A collection of moments from the years 2023 - 2024. With friends, family, bike trips, islands and mountains, my parents’ bakery and a digital collage of natural patterns.

One breath away.
Closing the eyes,
I am there.
This time as an observer.
In eternity.
 

birth, life, death, water, ground, air, cold, grief, sleep

Life is a spiral, an eternal journey that winds through time, ever-changing yet eternally returning. In this grand cosmic dance, death is not an endpoint but a mere transition, a doorway to a new path.
Synchronicity, the uncanny coincidences that seem to defy logic, offer glimpses into the interconnectedness of all things. They whisper of a hidden pattern, a cosmic rug woven with threads of fate. Our memories, like precious stones embedded in the fabric of time, anchor us to this spiral, connecting us to past and future lives.

In this eternal cycle, death and life interwine. The experience of loss leaves a gap, a hole in the rug of life.It is a crack in time, a moment when the spiral stutters and falters. Yet, within this fracture, a new journey emerge from those fragments, hidden paths are discovered, a quest for meaning in a world filled with uncertainty.

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O χρόνος σαν φιγούρα στροβιλίζει τα χέρια. Σαν μαριονέτα, επανάληψη κινήσεων, τρανταζει με δύναμη την εσωτερικότητα. Πολλές υφές και φωνές, γεμίζει το μνήμα της αιωνιότητας ελπίδα.

(eng) Time like a figure swirls the hands. Like a puppet, repetition of movements, it forcefully shakes the interiority. Many textures and voices, the tomb of eternity fills hope.