I just saw a new batch of old photographs of Mykonos collected by Dimitris Koutsoukos, a friend who’s a master at collecting and preserving the photographic history of his native island. You can find more of Dimitri’s fascinating work at this YouTube link to dozens of his videos setting still photographs to music.
What immediately struck me about his latest photographs was the period of time they covered: the mid-1950s through the early-1970s. Those decades bridged a transition in lifestyles that turned Mykonos from perhaps the poorest place in Greece into the wealthiest.
Here’s a view looking down upon the old town of Mykonos and another of the symbol of “the island of the winds” at a time when windmills actually served to turn grain into flour.
Mykonians have always taken great pride in honoring God and country.
As they have in their children.
But the times required hard work.
Shared in by all.
There still was time to play.
And tourists found themselves welcome.
No matter who they were.
|Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis|
But none predicted what was to come, even those locals who had a glimpse of the future.
But all that is a past to which we bid adieu.
As we dream of what the future may bring.