Friends and Photography: Ourania Panoutsou

by Nandia Foteini Vlachou

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“After having finished my studies, having quit in Rome the clerical profession, having embraced the military one, having quit it in Corfu, undertaken the profession of the advocate, having quit it by aversion, and after having seen all of my Italy, the two Greeces, Asia Minor, Constantinople and the most beautiful cities in France and Germany, I returned to my birthplace in the year 1753 educated enough, full of myself, scatterbrain, loving pleasure, enemy of planning, speaking of everything at random, gay, vigorous and self-mocking, amidst a small exclusive group of friends of which I was the chief magistrate, of everything that seemed a stupidity to me either sacred or profane, calling prejudice everything that was not known to the savages, playing at high stakes, finding similar the hours of night and day…”

Giacomo Casanova, Histoire de ma fuite des prisons de la République de Venise qu’on appelle les Plombs, 1788 (History of my escape from the prisons of the Republic of Venice, translation of the author)

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Ladopoulos Paper Mill, Patras (© Ourania Panoutsou)

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[Ourania Panoutsou is tough to describe, but this sweeping first sentence by Casanova is somehow a perfect fit. Having studied archaeology in Ioannina and art history in London, having worked mainly in Athens, and travelled her fair share, Ourania is finally learning Russian so that she can read her beloved Dostoyevsky in the original. She took this beautiful, evocative picture in the abandoned paper mill in Patras, and it seems to tell a story like hers]

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