THE TALE OF ΤΗΕ POMEGRANATE TREE
(The book has not been published yet)
Watercolors and pencils on paper

…. “With the magical assistance of Sajan, the young tailor, who does not saw clothes, but fairy tales and lives behind the magical keyhole of a chest, I created this fairy tale. I took brushes and colors and started a deep journey. And I was left like Sajan, whose imagination is a strange bird  on the wings of which he rises on and travels. So I traveled and still travel and perhaps in the images you will find the edge of the dream’s thread  and some of the fairydust in order to travel your own dreams. And may you will realize that it is up to us, if our life has a meaning, because the meaning is not given, but we are called to create it. What has been given to us is only the Seed, the probability, the possibility. We can be flourished in an existence full of meaning or we can be withered. The responsibility is great. But from the moment that we will take the responsibility of our being, we will become real humans, who are called to fulfill our purpose, to weave our dream, in the big textile of humanity. ”

 Zoe Nikitaki