Confluence
December 28, 2014 § Leave a comment
At the tip of the Presqu’île, Lyon’s heart, the Saône meets the Rhône and continue to the Mediteranean together. If they could send back pictures from that journey, they would be images of lavender, vines, sun-bleached tiles and Greek and Roman ghosts. Blue, purple and red. Cypress green, yellow and white. It all starts somewhere around the end of the railway tracks which dive into the merging waters. The notion of borders has always fascinated me. Lines that are supposed to separate two territories, two cities, two meridians…
This is just another one of those boundary spots and I was thrilled to find it practically unchanged since my last visit twenty years ago. I stood there with my friend trying desperately to capture the sense of the place and the feelings and memories it evoked in me. The bodies of water right before my eyes, in their peacefully powerful struggle to become one. A scene full of symbolism.
It’s taken me weeks to get these words together. How do I do justice to this photograph that represents a part of the world so dear to me? In the end, it was a friend’s wish that gave meaning to the scene for me: may your life in the New Year be in flow. Simple and perfect.
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October 5, 2013 § 1 Comment
“All the world’s a stage
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.”
William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII
A photographic interpretation of some of the wisest words I have ever read. Pretty powerless against fate, life, the universe, the man-made world. There’s only so much you can control, only so much you can shape the way you like. But hey, that’s fine. Savour the moment. Feel the icy Donegal wind, the warm Mediterrenean sunset, the breath-taking New York skyline. Why else were we brought on this planet if not to walk it, breathe it, see it.
Nikos Liapis 