“The garden is the smallest parcel of the world, and the, it is the totality of the world” wrote Michel Foucault in 1967 in “Espace Autres” (Of Other Spaces) …

Since the inauguration of the Julian calendar, January has tirelessly and always been marked by a questioning of the self, the superego and the aspiration for a new beginning. After the long lists of December, the beloved resolutions are born, and with them the universal game of “unravelling to resolve”. A resolvere molto importante. Lastly, the letting go of the past to open the ground for possibilities towards the future.

Spooky Season’s Greeting to all you Pretty Pumpkins and Nifty Nightmares out there on the World-Wide Spider-Web!

It’s time to embrace the horror, and ramp up the glamour!

Never has the sky been so blue, so deep, so fierce with heat. On the side of the road, the burning wind makes her hair swirl. Her delicate gaze is hidden behind her sunglasses. She’s waiting, standing next to her glinting car. Her husband is sitting inside. Patient. She waves, from afar. She smiles coyly, putting on her relaxed face. She speaks English with a seductive accent. She says: Good morning, I’m Maria, let me explain a few things to you, please pay attention. She looks like she’s not kidding. She’s a representative of the Greek Ministry of Tourism. She specifies that this is neither a game nor a hobby. She explains very seriously that this trip to Mount Athos is like a secret mission, without saying any more about its mysteries and its different stages.