On the back of the Artemis pendant she wears around her neck, the words “Courage” are engraved.
The middle finger of her right hand is slightly crooked. She broke it as a child. Riding her bike she scrapped her hand against a wall. She flicked her hand clicking it back into shape. Too scared to tell her mother of the accident, she hid her hand & swollen finger from her for weeks.
She loves the smell of cigar smoke. It reminds her of her father.
11 September 1999.
She nearly kissed a girl on a summer’s night in tall grass. The girl wore a red dress.
Whenever she is in Athens she visits the Acropolis. She often thinks about how many people have walked the same footsteps she is now over the ages.
She has eliminated black from her wardrobe preferring earthy colours; greens, browns and blues.
She has an alter ego named Roxy Manet. Roxy wears black.
She is very selective about the people she spends time with.
She loves the quiet of the mornings, often reading and listening to classical music.
She is an artist, mostly working in photomedia.
Her childhood was happy.
On special occasion’s her mother & siblings would have dinner at her father’s restaurant. She often ordered fresh strawberries & cream for dessert. Her father always wore a suit and tie.
She devours books.
She has very eclectic taste in music.. from Preisner to Radiohead.
She laughs when her friend J says, he’s “gagging” to see her.
She carries a lot of things in her bag.
She used to wear a ring on her ring finger which was given to her on Xmas Eve 2004. She no longer wears the ring. Sometimes she feels her ringless finger, for a few seconds her heart sinks.
One night she especially delighted in seeing her beloved dog’s sausage silhouette in the lightly dimmed kitchen.
She wears her hair short.
She loved riding her bike as a child.
6 August 2012.
She loves the colder months of the year and contemplates her mother’s maiden name which translates as “without winter” from Greek.
Once she lay on the grassy hillside full of wild flowers at the stadium in Ancient Olympia. It was a warm day in Spring. She remembers smoking a cigarette and looking at the patterns the clouds made in the sky.
22 August 2010.
She had a Burmese cat named Kitty Scout. He was named after a character in one of her favourite books, “To Kill a Mockingbird”.
She is very sentimental, often keeping what may be insignificant to most.
Once a girl gave her honeysuckle to taste. With that gesture, the drop of sweetness in her mouth, her heart swelled and came undone.
She enjoys moments of solitude.
Her memory is a little scattered at times which she often blames on a period in her life when she smoked a lot of pot.
She collects decorative boxes.
As a child she loved playing the piano and often memorised long pieces because she couldn’t read music very well.
She often photographs clouds like Alfred Stieglitz did.
She wants to hike to St George, a church at the top of the mountains in Nestani, Greece… and she finally did on 2 May 2016.
Most of her photographs are drawn from memories, perhaps they are too overwhelming to keep inside, she needs to archive the emotion by making a photograph of it.. those impossible bodily experiences, to “materialise memory” as Zelizer eloquently puts it.
She has a scar on her right knee from a moped accident in Santorini. After the fall, her first words were, “Is my camera OK?”
She can recite Lord Byron’s, “She Walks in Beauty”.