#Athens

I have loved Athens long enough to stop seeing it as a collection of sights. I return for the light, the noise, the smells (yes, really), the disorder, the souvlakia at O Thanasis, and the peculiar sense that every surface has accumulated more history than it can comfortably hold. Yet, for all the photographs I have taken here, I somehow kept walking past its street art. It took me long enough to stop and give it the attention it deserved, even if this is but a very thin slice of what’s there. This is on purpose – this way, I can sell “Need to take more pictures of street art” as a reason to disappear there for a week or several.