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Sunday, January 29, 2012
Stormy day
Friday, January 27, 2012
Evening route
Morning Mist
Monday, January 16, 2012
The ferry to the north shore
Saturday, January 14, 2012
moorings
Today looking at this picture from my archives (my pocket camera Lumix LX2 with the Leitz zoom) Azanavour's song came to my mind. Here are links to Youtube french vintage copy, a recent french version and a recent concert with the English version too. If you read french profit of the original, the poesie of the french text is not found in the english version, unfortunately. At the time of the song was first published most of the French Colonies had been granted independence, there were no way to spend holiday time abroad for the concept of holiday by the sea was quiet new and reserved for a class with some financial capabilities, owning a private car and thus able to reach the mediterranean and atlantic shores.
After the rain
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
The Pelican Hair
Monday, December 19, 2011
Old Lady
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Introducing Izmir - Bird Paradise (ızmir marshes)
Saturday, November 5, 2011
big big world
what you saw is not what you get
what you get is not what you feel
what you felt is not what you remember
what you remembered is not what you tell
what you told is not what they get...
Monday, October 31, 2011
Izmir marshes
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
After the Rain
Monday, October 10, 2011
I bend but do not break
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Foça is a small city on the Aegean littoral just an hour away in the north of Izmir. One reaches the city after crossing the Gediz plain and two sharp but small valleys. The city is a very ancient Ionian port and used to count hundreds of commercial vessels in its protected natural harbours. People of Foça founded colonies like Marseille, Antibes or Nice.

morning light

morning light

Monday, May 23, 2011
A place to rest





Sunday, April 3, 2011
Clouds on the bay

Sunday, February 20, 2011
Cold Winter Day
It's not always sunny in Philadelphia. Actually we are not at Philadelphia, just a couple of hours away from Alasehir, the modern name of the biblical city. But here too it is not always sunny and when the day are cold the seashore is deserted. Some couple share their concerns or their passions, a man sit alone or a chapman sits by his cart being his sole and own client. I confess I miss March and the early Aegean spring.