I would like to think to this trip as a research for deep colors and their intense warmth, as warm as the stares you can cross and the scent of a land burnt by the sun, to rub in the hearth and in the mind. Along tortuous paths, I drove to places and wild corners where history mixes inextricably with the myth , on the edges of irregular coasts that vertically jumped into the sea. Ideally touching that skyline, whereas the blinding blue becomes indefinite, and the Egean meets the Ionic under the watchful eyes of fortresses from all the ages. A bit on the border, where your soul can lead to...