A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM

 

As Henry Miller wrote in The Colossus of Maroussi, “The light of Greece opened my eyes, penetrated my pores, expanded my whole being.” 

Athens, a place of mythology and history, the birthplace of Gods and monsters, of mortals and immortals, of democracy and tyranny. Evoking the Goddess, the bright light that is scattered and reflected by the pure white marble facades of the temples and ancient buildings of the city. 

Athena is a powerful muse, in both incarnations as a living city and ancient Goddess. She is the patron of craftsmen and artisans, champion of the fine art of weaving. Her influence, heady in the world of Corto Moltedo, where he looks to her with his use of pure and brilliant white leathers that reflect and refract light, incorporating the Bentota and Intrecciato weave as accents, he pays tribute to the Goddess, lest he be punished and turned into a spider like the unfortunate Arachne.

Pericles once said, “What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments but what is woven into the lives of others...” Here is to weaving myths and magic into our daily lives, to being inspired by the ordinary and extraordinary.