Footprints on the sand

Footprints on the sand

Aug 9, 2006 - 7 Photos

Here in alone in Khalkidhiki, after a weird urge to go for swimming in the sea, when all my friends have gone their own way...me coming back from Dublin after 3 years. Yet again Greece is a middle stop on the way to London for a new course to come and yet new beginnings.

No matter how independent I am nowadays and no matter how much I can leave and enjoy my loneliness, it is always difficult to make a decision to go out alone in Greece; it's not yet in our culture. So one must be brave enough to brake out and trespass the threshold to follow your urge.

This is what I did that day so, I hopped into my mothers car, grabbed my lovely camera and a book, in my new swimming suit and off I go, I tell you!!!

Where to? Sani Beach resort. It really is sunny and light blue and full of music near the beach bar of the camping; the place was buzzing on Sunday evening still. Live Latin notes, frappe and splash!!! Yeeeesss, I did it! God do I love and worship human will?!

Yet again alone, not very lonely or maybe a little; after a long time. Such a funny feeling loneliness it is, see it has nothing to do with physically being alone. I was alone up there in Dublin, I could be with friends, and I could be alone out of my will and I would have things to keep me preoccupied yes. Here I was with family, doing nothing, longing to see my friends, exchange a warm glance to each other. Nobody around, they follow their own course in life and so do I. Will I bear to go for holidays alone? Or will I bear not go? Which one would be the most daring?

No, I did break through my dilemma and so I went for a test drive of a day. "Big miracles begin from within" (8th Gestalt Workshop 2006)- so do little, I say!

At last physically alone and yet not lonely, there with my camera, I perceive the summer colours of the beach, the children yelling, men playing volley, others sunbathing, drinking, dancing, flirting, Living! The warmth of the place... I was still upset and uneasy due to the fact that in less than a week I moved out of Dublin, left my friends there and introduced myself to the summer months of Greece, where nothing is working during the first two weeks of August.

So, there laid the footprints of people coming and going on the beach, near by the shore. People coming and going distances, places, moods, environments, cultures. Like me footprints or shoe prints in time and space. Time and space, uh!! That's what I need to re-establish myself back in Greece.

I decided to start taking photos after a certain theme as i realized that it helps composition and sequence of thoughts and focus. So footprints on the sand is my very first and wee gallery, depicting summer colours, warmth, and the leftovers of our passing time while

from here to there from past to present to future.

Is it the footprints that signify our intermediate stop or pause?

What are footprints to each of us?

How much should we take them into consideration or just accept them as yet another fact of life, like gravity and let life be?-.