Saturday 25 December 2010
Monday 13 December 2010
Art Display to help poor family...
EIKE (union of Corfiot painters)organizes an art display at the Municipal Art Gallery (old Palace)from the 15th December to the 24th December 2010 to raise money for a poor family.
Open hours: daily from 10 to 14-mornings only.
Low prices...
Saturday 4 December 2010
4th December...
The story book event at the Art Gallery of Corfu was a success! More than 30 kids attended, listened to the stories, painted snails and gardens, and then all had refreshments at the cafe in the garden.The next event will be on the 18th December.
Don't miss it!
Thursday 2 December 2010
Change of schedule
THE WHITE SNAIL will be at Pinakothiki on the 4th December (this saturday) instead of the 18th.
20 free copies for the young readers who will participate!
20 free copies for the young readers who will participate!
Tuesday 23 November 2010
Pinakothiki Dimou Kerkyreon
Pinakothiki (at the old palace) organizes a children's activity every saturday from 11 am to 1 pm. The event caters to young children 6-10 years old who like tales and art. Participants should bring with them a sketching pad and colors.
On the 18th December, when is the last event for this year, 20 copies of the children's book THE WHITE SNAIL will be offered to the young kids participating in the activity.
Admission: 3 euros for each child
On the 18th December, when is the last event for this year, 20 copies of the children's book THE WHITE SNAIL will be offered to the young kids participating in the activity.
Admission: 3 euros for each child
Sunday 21 November 2010
Kostas Mikalef
Kostas Mikalef presented his work at the Municipal theatre last night, at 7.30. The visitors had the chance to see beautiful Corfiot landscapes in oiland participate in the artists gathering.
Kostas has a unique perspective in depicting landscapes and uses a variety of hues and techniques to show his feelings.
Kostas has a unique perspective in depicting landscapes and uses a variety of hues and techniques to show his feelings.Don't miss it!
Friday 19 November 2010
Astronomy
The Astronomy society of Corfu
organizes a lecture on
"Artificial intelligence and Space"
by the Lecturer at Ionian University:
Katia-Lida Kermanidou
on Monday, 22 November at the Municipal Theatre foyer
at 9:00 pm
tel. 26610 38278
Free entrance
organizes a lecture on
"Artificial intelligence and Space"
by the Lecturer at Ionian University:
Katia-Lida Kermanidou
on Monday, 22 November at the Municipal Theatre foyer
at 9:00 pm
tel. 26610 38278
Free entrance
Monday 15 November 2010
Art Display
The painter Kostas Mikalefpresents his latest work this Saturday , 20th November, at
7.30 at the Public Theatre of Corfu.
The exhibition will remain open to the public till
the 4th December.
Tuesday 19 October 2010
Art display at Corfu Palace Hotel
Brian Pearson displays his latest work in water colour at
Corfu Palace Hotel
From Friday 22 October to Monday 25 October (inclusive)
Opening hours:
Friday, Saturday and Monday
14:00 to 22:00
Sunday: 10:00 to 20:00
His previous art display was at ART Cafe in the summer.
Don't miss it!
Corfu Palace Hotel
From Friday 22 October to Monday 25 October (inclusive)
Opening hours:
Friday, Saturday and Monday
14:00 to 22:00
Sunday: 10:00 to 20:00
His previous art display was at ART Cafe in the summer.
Don't miss it!
Thursday 23 September 2010
Art Display
At Kerkyraiki Pinakothiki
there is going to be an art display by P.Mavropoulos
on the topic of old Corfu.
Starting date: 27 September
at 8 pm
Don't miss it!
Address: I.Theotoki 77
www.corfuartgallery.com
there is going to be an art display by P.Mavropoulos
on the topic of old Corfu.
Starting date: 27 September
at 8 pm
Don't miss it!
Address: I.Theotoki 77
www.corfuartgallery.com
Monday 23 August 2010
Cinema at the old Palace gardens
Come and join us at the palace gardens on the 24 August, at 9pm, to watch modern cinema.
ΠΙΝΑΚΟΘΗΚΗ ΔΗΜΟΥ ΚΕΡΚΥΡΑΙΩΝ
ΔΕΛΤΙΟ ΤΥΠΟΥ
Σας προσκαλούμε στον Κήπο των Παλαιών Ανακτόρων σε μία βραδιά αφιερωμένη στον Σύγχρονο Κινηματογράφο, στις 24 Αυγούστου 2010, την βραδιά της πανσέληνου. Ώρα προσέλευσης 21.00.
Thursday 19 August 2010
Corfiot painters
Corfiot painters are here
http://zografoikerkyras.blogspot.com
Visit the blog and leave your comment there if you wish...
http://zografoikerkyras.blogspot.com
Visit the blog and leave your comment there if you wish...
Saturday 31 July 2010
Visit a unique Tree House!
At Roda, Corfu, you can have a unique experience climbing on this tree house made from recyclable materials.
More information on this link
Tuesday 15 June 2010
Thursday 3 June 2010
Art display at Episkepsi
Meet the painter Mr. Spiros Troussas at the cultural centre of Episkepsi (village on the north Corfu) where his art display takes place.His amazing work in oil on canvas will make you see life in a new perspective.
The exhibition will stay open till June 6. Don't miss it!
In the photo-Mr. and Mrs. Troussa (who is also an excellent painter).
Wednesday 12 May 2010
Book presentation at Corfu channel
On Thursday 13th May 2010
Mrs Zaharopoulou presents on Corfu channel
4-6 Greek time
the children's book
THE WHITE SNAIL
by Iliana Metallinou
as well as her other writing and art work.
The broadcast will be repeated on Saturday, 3-5.
You can also watch it live here
Sunday 9 May 2010
The art display at Dusk...
Photos from the display
at Dusk cafe
3 May 2010
The Two Artists
From left to right:
Alexandra Balla
Iliana Metallinou
Cineman (Vasilis Kroustallis)
Life Radio producer (Tatiana Soulani)
and
Coffee Time publisher (Vasilis Savvanis)
EIKE president (Spiros Fronimos)
EIKE president (Spiros Fronimos)
with EIKE members
Thursday 22 April 2010
Painting exhibition
Painting exhibition
Artists:
Iliana Metallinou and Alexandra Balla
at Dusk cafe
Old port, Corfu town.
Start: 3 May at 8pm.
End: 3 June
Sunday 14 March 2010
EIKE and the Corfiot schools
The Corfiot Artists association (EIKE) keeps on creating murals on the walls of the schools around the town.
This time they are at the 11th primary school. The school kids drew and painted on the walls along with the artists:
S.Fronimos (president of EIKE)
M.Vlachou
S.Kallimanis
K.Mikalef
and
A.Xomeritakis
Visit EIKE here
www.eike.gr
If you are an artist, come and join in!
Saturday 20 February 2010
Figs
Fig Jam
I was about five and my sister, Kate , was fourteen. I was a
constant nuisance to her and she always had to hide her personal
things such as books and candies from me. Sometimes I was good
enough to track them down and place them elsewhere , to Kate’s
outmost dismay of course!
Our mom used to take my side:
“She’s only a baby, don’t be mean!” she would say to furious
Kate.
But Kate was adamant.
“If she does that again I’ll beat her up!”
To tell you the truth, I was a bit afraid of her, as she was
tall, fat and strong, while I was so thin and frail. I dared not
confront her when mom was not around. She knew that and she
called me ‘coward’ . We were in a constant battle. However, I
was not always the winner. There were times when mom lost her
patience with me and just screamed:
“Be quiet, don’t touch her books, hear me?” Then I was nice and
polite.
But the next moment I had he chance to discover a new treasure,
I forgot all about good manners and I was back in messing Kate’s
belongings up.
Sometimes though, Kate was really nice to me. I did not
understand why, just took it for granted . Just like the day mom
made her best-loved fig jam.
I forgot to mention that Kate was an avid food lover, and she
had a sweet tooth as well. August is the month of ripe figs in
Greece. Every year mom used to buy a large amount of figs and
made the family’s favorite dessert: fig jam.
I was not interested in this jam, not in any other jam in the
world, but Kate was . She was actually a great fan of mom’s
cooking endeavors. She smelt the aroma of the freshly made jam
and tried to locate the cupboard mom stored the jars.
“Don’t you dare touch the jam!” Mom warned Kate. “It’s for the
winter. ” But she gave her just a little jar to comfort her.
“This will do for the time being!” mom said.
Kate sighed but she had to obey. The small jar was soon empty
and Kate tried to find a way to get some more.
One morning, while mom was in the garden, Kate found what she
was looking for: the key to the secret cupboard where all the
jam jars were kept. She had already unlocked the cupboard door
and was taking the lid off one jar when I walked in looking for
mom. I saw her and was ready to say something, but she whispered
:
“Go away, right now!”
I did not. “What are you doing” I asked her foolishly, as it was
obvious what she was doing!
“Trying this jam, silly. I’m testing it to see if it’s the same
as the one mom ’s given me.” She said shoving a big spoonful
into her mouth.
“Mom said you shouldn’t touch it,” I said.
“Just a little bit won’t do ant harm,” Kate replied, diving her
spoon into the jar once more.
“I’ll tell mom,” I said and was ready to leave.
“Wait!” she screamed. “Try this!” She forced a spoonful into my
mouth. “Let’s have a secret, shall we?” she said.
“I don’t like jam!” I mumbled with my mouth full.
Just then we heard footsteps. Kate wiped the jam from my mouth,
closed the cupboard hurriedly and shoved me behind the green
velvet curtains of the living room.
“Stay there and don’t talk!” she ordered.
I couldn’t talk anyway with my mouth full of fig jam. I had to
swallow it first.
“What are you doing over there?” mom’s voice sounded loudly in
my ears.
“I’m looking for Lia, ” Kate replied. “Maybe she’s in the
garden,” she added.
“She’s not,” mom replied concerned. “Lia!” she started shouting.
I had finally managed to swallow the sticky jam and replied:
“Here I am , mom!” and I emerged from the curtain.
“What are you doing there?” mom asked.
Kate gave me an angry look.
“I’m hiding,” I confessed. “We were playing hide and seek,” Kate
added.
Mom stared at both of us and then shook her head.
A few days later, the secret was revealed. It was not my fault.
Mom found out the half-eaten fig jam and Kate had to confess her
crime, or her good deed.
“Lia wanted some jam so I thought you wouldn’t mind,” she
defended herself.
Mom was surprised.
“I didn’t know you liked my fig jam!” she told me. “I’m glad you
do! It’s very healthy and nutritious!”
So, from that day on, I had to eat a slice of bread with fig jam
at breakfast. At the beginning, I felt sick of it, but a little
by little I got used to it , and, funnily enough, I started
liking it. I still do!
———————————-
This is a story from Liana’s e book : Flowers for Women, an
anthology written by women worldwide.
http://liamet.tripod.com/flowers *****************
About the Author
I was about five and my sister, Kate , was fourteen. I was a
constant nuisance to her and she always had to hide her personal
things such as books and candies from me. Sometimes I was good
enough to track them down and place them elsewhere , to Kate’s
outmost dismay of course!
Our mom used to take my side:
“She’s only a baby, don’t be mean!” she would say to furious
Kate.
But Kate was adamant.
“If she does that again I’ll beat her up!”
To tell you the truth, I was a bit afraid of her, as she was
tall, fat and strong, while I was so thin and frail. I dared not
confront her when mom was not around. She knew that and she
called me ‘coward’ . We were in a constant battle. However, I
was not always the winner. There were times when mom lost her
patience with me and just screamed:
“Be quiet, don’t touch her books, hear me?” Then I was nice and
polite.
But the next moment I had he chance to discover a new treasure,
I forgot all about good manners and I was back in messing Kate’s
belongings up.
Sometimes though, Kate was really nice to me. I did not
understand why, just took it for granted . Just like the day mom
made her best-loved fig jam.
I forgot to mention that Kate was an avid food lover, and she
had a sweet tooth as well. August is the month of ripe figs in
Greece. Every year mom used to buy a large amount of figs and
made the family’s favorite dessert: fig jam.
I was not interested in this jam, not in any other jam in the
world, but Kate was . She was actually a great fan of mom’s
cooking endeavors. She smelt the aroma of the freshly made jam
and tried to locate the cupboard mom stored the jars.
“Don’t you dare touch the jam!” Mom warned Kate. “It’s for the
winter. ” But she gave her just a little jar to comfort her.
“This will do for the time being!” mom said.
Kate sighed but she had to obey. The small jar was soon empty
and Kate tried to find a way to get some more.
One morning, while mom was in the garden, Kate found what she
was looking for: the key to the secret cupboard where all the
jam jars were kept. She had already unlocked the cupboard door
and was taking the lid off one jar when I walked in looking for
mom. I saw her and was ready to say something, but she whispered
:
“Go away, right now!”
I did not. “What are you doing” I asked her foolishly, as it was
obvious what she was doing!
“Trying this jam, silly. I’m testing it to see if it’s the same
as the one mom ’s given me.” She said shoving a big spoonful
into her mouth.
“Mom said you shouldn’t touch it,” I said.
“Just a little bit won’t do ant harm,” Kate replied, diving her
spoon into the jar once more.
“I’ll tell mom,” I said and was ready to leave.
“Wait!” she screamed. “Try this!” She forced a spoonful into my
mouth. “Let’s have a secret, shall we?” she said.
“I don’t like jam!” I mumbled with my mouth full.
Just then we heard footsteps. Kate wiped the jam from my mouth,
closed the cupboard hurriedly and shoved me behind the green
velvet curtains of the living room.
“Stay there and don’t talk!” she ordered.
I couldn’t talk anyway with my mouth full of fig jam. I had to
swallow it first.
“What are you doing over there?” mom’s voice sounded loudly in
my ears.
“I’m looking for Lia, ” Kate replied. “Maybe she’s in the
garden,” she added.
“She’s not,” mom replied concerned. “Lia!” she started shouting.
I had finally managed to swallow the sticky jam and replied:
“Here I am , mom!” and I emerged from the curtain.
“What are you doing there?” mom asked.
Kate gave me an angry look.
“I’m hiding,” I confessed. “We were playing hide and seek,” Kate
added.
Mom stared at both of us and then shook her head.
A few days later, the secret was revealed. It was not my fault.
Mom found out the half-eaten fig jam and Kate had to confess her
crime, or her good deed.
“Lia wanted some jam so I thought you wouldn’t mind,” she
defended herself.
Mom was surprised.
“I didn’t know you liked my fig jam!” she told me. “I’m glad you
do! It’s very healthy and nutritious!”
So, from that day on, I had to eat a slice of bread with fig jam
at breakfast. At the beginning, I felt sick of it, but a little
by little I got used to it , and, funnily enough, I started
liking it. I still do!
———————————-
This is a story from Liana’s e book : Flowers for Women, an
anthology written by women worldwide.
http://liamet.tripod.com/flowers *****************
About the Author
Saturday 13 February 2010
A book review
You Make Me Feel Like Dancing
Allison Bottke
David C Cook, www.davidccook.com
2009,
ISBN: 978-1-434799-49-4
pp.437, paperback, US $ 14.99
Fiction/inspirational
Reviewed by Liana Metal
http://lianastories.blogspot.com
Allison Bottke, the creator of the successful God Allows U-Turns anthologies, is a popular speaker and author of hip-lit fiction and non fiction. She has now created www.BoomerbabesRock.com , a place for inspiring boomer women all around the world.
You Make Me Feel Like Dancing is the story about Susan, a happily married woman in her early fifties, who has suddenly to face her past and future in a new way. What is going to happen to her? How will she be able to survive?
This novel tackles problems arising at a later age and are real in every way, as real as the characters the author describes. It is fun to read, simple and clear style, suitable for readers from all walks of life. Gripping plot, action, humor are some of the elements included. Women all over the world need this kind of fiction to make them feel good, to inspire them and to show them that they can follow their dreams despite their problems. A really gripping novel that is an exciting read from the first to the last page!
Get this book from www.amazon.com
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