Showing the tree my Drawing, Olympus 2014
15-03-14 | The home of the gods
Just looking at this land at the foot of Mt Olympus.
People have been living here for thousands of years.
Watching the same sea and the same mountain.
I wonder if everything that happened here,
maybe got soacked up in the ground?
Many mountains in one
I have been around this mountain Olympus now for three weeks and I can’t seem to grasp the shape of it. It’s not cone shaped or does not have a very clear other shape. Its more like a big, 3000 meter high, lump of rocks to me, with many pointy tops. Driving around it gives a totaly different perspective every few seconds and I have been trying to figure out what exactly is the highest peak since I have been here. I feel like this mountain is a bit playing around with me. Saying to me; ‘Hey you think you can come here and make a project about how Holy I am, by trying to figure out my shape?’ ‘Goodluck, I am a thousand shapes in one’. This trying to grasp the mountain, makes me a bit restless and at the same time I like it, because it keeps me awake and busy.
After a three months stay on Olympus we drove on to mount Ararat in Turkey >