My 15 years of photographing the Cycladic islands have been a journey of discovery, a quest to uncover the hidden beauty of old staircases and doorways that seem to have been forgotten in a silent world. Yet, despite their neglect, they speak volumes about the magical world they represent.
I have always been captivated by the concept of doors. There is something mysterious about the closed doors that triggers my imagination. Doors, like everything in nature, have contradictory properties. They can be both a barrier and a gateway, a point of transition between different worlds. This duality is embodied in the Roman god of gates, Janus, who has two faces that look in opposite directions, representing the middle ground between concrete and abstract dualities.
In the Cycladic islands, doors have a special significance. They are not just physical barriers, but also symbolic portals that connect us to the past and present. Each door is a unique expression of the island's cultural heritage and architectural style. From the traditional wooden doors of the old houses to the intricately carved stone entrances of the churches, each one tells a story of the people who built it and the times they lived in.
Doors are also a metaphor for our lives. We cross them every day, both in the physical and psychological sense. They can lead us to new opportunities or keep us stuck in old patterns. The truth behind a closed door remains a mystery until we open it, but even then, there is always another door to cross.
Through my photography, I strive to capture the essence of Cycladic doors, their beauty, and their significance. Each photograph is a window into a different world, inviting the viewer to cross the threshold and explore the hidden treasures that lie beyond