A flea market was always a dream place for me to go to. But since I grew up in a really small city, I didn’t have a chance to experience the beauty of not just shopping, but rather looking for interesting, viewy, extraordinary, peculiar and odd things.
Fortunately, I wound up in New York City a few days ago. And the first place I wanted to visit wasn’t Times Square or the Statue of Liberty. I went straight to the Hell’s Kitchen Flea Market.
Soaking wet, we managed to get to the very top of the hill. While walking up, all we saw was mostly the ground and wet pavement. Finally, we stopped and turned around. At that moment, the clouded sky, the rain and our tiredness didn’t matter. Thessaloniki was in front of us in all its grace and glory. The sky, merged with the sea, was a splendid background for white houses contrasting with red roofs. We were in Ano Poli, or simply the Old Town.
Busy, loud and bustling, the Greek Market was a hidden treasure of Thessaloniki for us. It was full of all kinds of things: juicy olives, huge octopi, prawns, calamari, fresh meat, fruits, vegetables and spices from all over the world. A paradise for gourmets. Although we spent there just a few minutes, those minutes were as juicy and rich as the black olives shining in the sun.
Greece greeted us with a clouded sky, friendly people and a cerulean sea. Even though the weather wasn’t perfect for a walk, we left our luggage in the hotel and began to explore the city.
The reason we came to Greece is the 14th Thessaloniki Film Festival. Thanks to Melody Gilbert (a filmmaker “FrozenFeetFilms” and a JMC professor at my university), we had a chance not only to attend the screenings of various films, but also to talk to the directors and producers of these movies. The magic of cinematography wasn’t behind the curtain for us anymore. We had watched more than 10 films in 4 days, talked to so many fascinating people: directors, producers, actors and distributors. And walked several miles!
Going from one movie theater to another, we truly enjoyed the beautiful city of Thessaloniki in between screenings. Its gallant European streets, bustling markets and ubiquitous pastry shops mesmerized us to the very core. And the sea… Oh, that never-ending, magnificent sea…
More to come.
Maslenitsa is a Russian, Ukrainian and Belarusian religious and folk holiday. It is celebrated during the last week before Great Lent—that is, the seventh week before Pascha (Easter). Maslenitsa has its origins in both pagan and Christian traditions. In Slavic mythology, Maslenitsa is a sun festival, celebrating the imminent end of the winter.
Taking pictures using film cameras is my passion. There’s nothing like it. I understand that digital cameras are more popular than film ones, I understand that digital cameras are quiet easy to use, you don’t have to buy a roll of film every time, develop film and then print the picture. I understand all of that, but I don’t really care. I love film. It is pure magic.
I had a photography class back in High School and probably that was the time when I fell in love with film. The way you develop film, put it in all kinds of chemicals… the smell in the darkroom…
Some of the pictures I took in the USA (Colorado, Aurora. Thanks to my host dad, Phil, for the camera), others were taken in my home town, Magadan (I used old Soviet camera Zenit).
My friend, Lena.
I am expecting my film camera soon. So, be ready to get new pictures. Stay tuned and don’t forget to Igo.