As They sprout near the sand and the sea sand plants of Ionian sea. They pass a short life pushed back and forward by the wind, negligible, one could
say. And however, they anticipate giving so much without purpose beauty in the eye which will appreciate them - before passing over.

For wild flowers,there is no homeland, colour and texture, what it was to be said is the words of great William Blake closed in a phrase: To see a world in a grain of sand and the celestrial inside a wild flower, keeping vastness in your and and the eternity in one hour Sofia Koukoulioti, from her side,selected the art of photograph in order to speaks for the wild flowers,
and in particularfor those that bloom in the besieged beach of Gyras in Lefkada, where the ecosystem is threatened by the human activity. Bend above her photographs and hear the wind in the bloomed grass.

Tatiana Kapodistria, Kapa - Κathimerini 20/02/2008