Everything is different through a Lomo. In February something magical happened, something that changed my perception of things. My initiation into Lomography. And, like many of you, it was my friend’s fault…
It’s curious because I had already gotten into photography a while back, but I ignored the existence of these colorful and playful cameras that invite you to experiment with them. Sometimes I think that everything happens for a reason, that there are extraordinary conspiracies that unfold parallel to our desires, or that enter our dreams and when we wake, reality and fantasy get mixed together.
For me, discovering this world was an invitation for exploration. An exploration of the lomographed reality, where the sky is green and edges are blurred. An invitation to rediscover a city that never felt mine. I went back to Athens during a period when questions were raised like thick walls and answers were taking a long time to arrive. I felt the Spring a year later and I felt that little by little, my voluntary absence was giving way to a slow acceptance of what was surrounding me. It’s a peculiar sensation, coming back after such a long time.
So with my friend Diana in my bag, the city began to take on another dimension. The narrow streets and peculiar parking spots now became a dreamland. The gardens and parks, like little shelters where the people can be seen from a distance and the light is warm and delightful. The city now takes on another role, it shows its nostalgic and personal side, and during the night, the streets are full of stars.
I’m convinced that in every place there is a hidden paradise, or at least something that resembles it. And I think it will probably reveal itself to us through the viewfinder.