Again one from the archives. The then small town of Fira, on the island Thira aka Santorini, built on the edge of a former caldera. Since 1979 tourism boomed extremely on this beautiful island. I feel fortunate to have visited it before that tourist flood. But each time I see photos of this place I long to go back. The beaches are perfect: volcanic ashes that does not stick like sand.
Near Selçuk in the west of Turkey, one can find the excavation of Ephesus. This is the Marble Road, looking down to the library of Celsus at noon on a very hot day. The negative is damaged, but it was one of the first times I dared to trespass because the contradiction between past and present was that stunning. In 1983 Turkey was ruled by a regime of generals, and taking photographs of anything military was forbidden. The young soldiers passed us going down the hill, and I could not resist to take this photos in this ancient setting. Quickly and a bit nervouws, so I did not pay too much attention to properly measure the light. But I have the photo and I got away with it :-).