I am home now back on the island of Skopelos, my base for five months a year. Always, it is good to leave the hotels behind, but alas, the pleasures and freedom of the road—new and old places visited, new friends—too quickly recedes.Thinking back…I
9/15/19On my last visit to Aliveri, September 2019, I stop by Konstandina and Mitsos’s house. They meet me at the gate with bad news: Mitsos has just been arrested for driving without a diploma, a license. “Ah bad, bad news,” he tells me. He plies
I call Marinos this morning to confirm our meeting at the astinomia, the local police. We agreed that I will sell them my old motorbike for 100 euros. That’s what we tell the police, anyway. In reality, it’s a gift from me to them in exchange for
Was my three-day photo trip to Aliveri, the mainland Roma settlement, a success? It cost way more than I would have liked and the rental car, a VW Polo that trawled dangerously low like a race car on the Aliveri dirt roads, caused no end of worry
Young Eleftheria turned 15 this year. A tall serious girl with flowing black hair and almond eyes, she is the oldest daughter of Crazy Mitsos, my Roma friend and first contact with Roma families in Greece. In Skopelos, that first summer in 2018,
All the years I traveled around rural Greece, I searched for stories that described the daily life. Tales of meeting and photographing farmers, shepherds and bakers unfolded. Stories too of bouzouki bar nights and looking for abandoned villages high
All summer long in 2018, the Roma camp on Skopelos Island was full of visitors. Every week another family arrived for a 7-10 day stay—aunts, uncles, cousins, tons of kids. Lots and lots of people I could photograph. But as the summer of 2019
I am home now back on the island of Skopelos, my base for five months a year. Always, it is good to leave the hotels behind, but alas, the pleasures and freedom of the road—new and old places visited, new friends—too quickly recedes.Thinking back…I
9/15/19On my last visit to Aliveri, September 2019, I stop by Konstandina and Mitsos’s house. They meet me at the gate with bad news: Mitsos has just been arrested for driving without a diploma, a license. “Ah bad, bad news,” he tells me. He plies
I call Marinos this morning to confirm our meeting at the astinomia, the local police. We agreed that I will sell them my old motorbike for 100 euros. That’s what we tell the police, anyway. In reality, it’s a gift from me to them in exchange for
Was my three-day photo trip to Aliveri, the mainland Roma settlement, a success? It cost way more than I would have liked and the rental car, a VW Polo that trawled dangerously low like a race car on the Aliveri dirt roads, caused no end of worry
Young Eleftheria turned 15 this year. A tall serious girl with flowing black hair and almond eyes, she is the oldest daughter of Crazy Mitsos, my Roma friend and first contact with Roma families in Greece. In Skopelos, that first summer in 2018,
All the years I traveled around rural Greece, I searched for stories that described the daily life. Tales of meeting and photographing farmers, shepherds and bakers unfolded. Stories too of bouzouki bar nights and looking for abandoned villages high
All summer long in 2018, the Roma camp on Skopelos Island was full of visitors. Every week another family arrived for a 7-10 day stay—aunts, uncles, cousins, tons of kids. Lots and lots of people I could photograph. But as the summer of 2019
I am home now back on the island of Skopelos, my base for five months a year. Always, it is good to leave the hotels behind, but alas, the pleasures and freedom of the road—new and old places visited, new friends—too quickly recedes.Thinking back…I
9/15/19On my last visit to Aliveri, September 2019, I stop by Konstandina and Mitsos’s house. They meet me at the gate with bad news: Mitsos has just been arrested for driving without a diploma, a license. “Ah bad, bad news,” he tells me. He plies
I call Marinos this morning to confirm our meeting at the astinomia, the local police. We agreed that I will sell them my old motorbike for 100 euros. That’s what we tell the police, anyway. In reality, it’s a gift from me to them in exchange for
Was my three-day photo trip to Aliveri, the mainland Roma settlement, a success? It cost way more than I would have liked and the rental car, a VW Polo that trawled dangerously low like a race car on the Aliveri dirt roads, caused no end of worry
Young Eleftheria turned 15 this year. A tall serious girl with flowing black hair and almond eyes, she is the oldest daughter of Crazy Mitsos, my Roma friend and first contact with Roma families in Greece. In Skopelos, that first summer in 2018,
All the years I traveled around rural Greece, I searched for stories that described the daily life. Tales of meeting and photographing farmers, shepherds and bakers unfolded. Stories too of bouzouki bar nights and looking for abandoned villages high
All summer long in 2018, the Roma camp on Skopelos Island was full of visitors. Every week another family arrived for a 7-10 day stay—aunts, uncles, cousins, tons of kids. Lots and lots of people I could photograph. But as the summer of 2019