Archive for December, 2012

Saturday, December 29th, 2012

“It’s the happiest break up that’s ever been. We grew so much together and now we can send each other off with a kiss and great love. I am happy as a bluebird. I wake up every morning just tweeting. I love being on my own for the first time in my adult life. I highly recommend it. I may never be in another relationship as long as I live. I love deepening my friendships and I like being on my own.”

someone said that.

Friday, December 28th, 2012

g. texted:

“..και για καληνύχτα μια ατάκα της Μαλβίνας:

-Σήμερα τί φοβάσαι πιο πολύ Μαλβίνα;
– Να γυρίσει κάποιος και να μου πει ” Κάποτε σε αγαπούσα.”

Wednesday, December 26th, 2012

Plot Keywords: Prison | House Arrest | Revenge | Ankle Bracelet | Ghost | See more »

Monday, December 24th, 2012

xmas, NY.

Friday, December 21st, 2012

The end of the world? What world? What end?

Sunday, December 16th, 2012

A rainstorm in Buenos Aires. It’s summer here, in December. This place smells, sounds and feels so much like Athens, I was so taken aback and flooded with sensory memories and ghosts. Of that 2009 Summer of death. Wish I could share B.A. with you.


Saturday, December 15th, 2012

In a car, en route to the airport. Flying to Buenos Aires tonight, for a shoot.
So exhausted from a kind of life that is devoid of tenderness. Alla…


Friday, December 14th, 2012

When lilacs return in spring,
Will you?
When larks in the meadows sing,
Will you?
When clouds of a summer storm dissolve
And starlight shimmers through,
Will you?
When wild geese of autumn fly,
Will you?
When hearth fires of winter die,
Will you?
Time rushes by.
Memories fade.
Dreams never do.
I will be ever true.
Will you?

When wild geese of autumn fly,
Will you?
As I lay there wond’ring why,
Will you?
Time rushes by.
Memories fade.
Dreams never do.
I will be ever true…
Will you?


Friday, December 7th, 2012

With facebook, twitter, instagram, etc, one’s own website is quite a private place nowadays. I write things in here, no one sees. It’s a diary. Oh look; let me take a quick picture from bed. I’m in bed.


That’ s the view. Looking uptown on Park Avenue.

There is a pain in my leg. It feels very nice, because it was your birthday today.

Thursday, December 6th, 2012

All I (can) do in this city, is be constantly preoccupied with creating things, making things, thinking things up. But in this city, a whole year later, I have not a single good friend. Or a spark with someone. It’s quite brutal.

Monday, December 3rd, 2012

Spent the last 4 days on my laptop, re-designing my website, while Dark Shadows played in the background. I’m on episode #0327. I am possessed by DS. I wish I lived there, but I kind of do.