The Story of the Hollow of Attica Collection

Of Gods and Men

It was a long, dusty drive through the day, crossing through Korinthos, Mandra and Ano Liosia.

Finally, as the sinking sun touched the mountains, the great bowl of Athens rose to fill our view. City lights, innumerable, twinkled into life. Like an immense blanket, studded with jewels, Athens cast its arms wide.

There seems to be no order to this city as it threads and spreads, filling each fold and hollow. The sun left its warmth in each attentive wall without prejudice or judgement, transforming chaos and noise into unity and peace.

Finally, a defiant Parthenon is left ablaze, ancient columns of eternal fire, as though the men and gods of old were glaring angrily down upon this vast metropolis and its desire for change and progress.

Remember your past, majestic lady, and let it shape your future.