The worst migration crisis since World War II. (The pictures are from Lesvos island, Greece)
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I have no words to express myself, to describe the pictures or my emotions and I really I don’t want to do it.
The only thing that I know is that I went to Lesvos island to cover the arrival of the refugees with suspicious thoughts about them and after just one day I started “seeing” in several boats my daughter, my wife and myself
Before a few days I decided to edit and (as soon is possible because of the thousand of pictures I have) to show in public the project I’ ve started years before when I realized that I will be father.
For myself was and be, a “Life term project” and maybe because all are centered from her smile and her innocent love
Four and half years with almost daily shootings (like someone who found the true meaning of life)
I started changing my theory of life
.I started adding the pink color everywhere even if till now I don’t understand why is so unique for girls
.I started seeing her mother and my wife with different eyes full of love, respect, patience and passion (even if sometimes I want to “scream”: FREEDOM and run again far far away to any war field exist in this poor planet
.I am waiting the unique moments were all together (mainly the nights) we gathered and see stupid TV episodes
…. and many more small details, part of my life.
I have the knowledge that, these moments, one day will be only in my memory,
you can’t keep the time, the circle of life.
Even now the time is past and as I read years before in Matala, Crete were Hippies in 70th gathered in the caves there: “Today is life tomorrow never comes“
