Many many years ago I was living in a small greek town called Edessa. I was for years member of the local Artists' Union and for some time its secretary before life takes me from there on new adventures.
Today, searching among sketching blocks, I found some sketches from that period and I got touched by old memories.
The one below pictures a small street through a beautiful area of old houses in Edessa called Varosi. It's a preservable area of the town from the time that Turks had occupied the place. As far as I know, it remained the same and I hope it will always be this beautiful, saved by today's modernness. I draw it at 1990 and the block is yellowish now after so many years. I tried to fix this but I don't know if I managed it. Below I have both versions.
Today, searching among sketching blocks, I found some sketches from that period and I got touched by old memories.
The one below pictures a small street through a beautiful area of old houses in Edessa called Varosi. It's a preservable area of the town from the time that Turks had occupied the place. As far as I know, it remained the same and I hope it will always be this beautiful, saved by today's modernness. I draw it at 1990 and the block is yellowish now after so many years. I tried to fix this but I don't know if I managed it. Below I have both versions.
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