At the time I was growing up, I used to wrap my dreams with wind and let myself get lost into the loneliness of the sacred trees. Then I could enter deep into their bodies and discover unexpected affinities - eternal. Later on, whatever I spent in my life was given back to me as a twig of innocence which I could hold on to throughout the days of great silence until I could learn to understand the reality. I needed to find out what life is, what is not and what there is in between, at times when the pain was rising, like a river, inside me. In this interim space, these pictures have been created in order to bring to the surface a little bare truth, which, since childhood, I have been trying to unfold, like another Ariadne, until everything becomes bright light.
With the memory still fluid in my dreams I leave the bitter times behind me affectionately embracing the dark moments that I was born to live. I remember myself being in a quandary and bewildered, in wild places, having empty promises into my hands, trying to beautify my Sadness. I loved this Sadness. “In the village of my tongue, Sadness is called Brightness”, says the poet. But what really happened and what were just figments of mind? All remain indecipherable at the skein of myth. And now, in the middle of the path of Time, the shadows are getting thicker and the truths are unveiling their face. I wish I could turn back and let the Time release my mind from the Echoes of the Past in order to try everything again from the beginning. To see the light spelling my name slowly and all these pictures that were born deep in the dark forest of my soul to vindicate the Glory of life.
Achilles Nasios is a photographer, video-artist and an art teacher. He was born in Greece, studied in Prague, Berlin, Athens and Stockholm. Worked as a lecturer of photography at the Greek University. He lives and works in Sweden.
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