The building had caught my eye for quite a long time. In the middle of vacant land and impressively crafted, though not «ostentatious», it rose slowly and intelligently next to the other city’s museum, the Archaeological. Its structure and character, its gradual and disciplined development in that shapeless site in the centre of Thessaloniki, attracted my attention from the very start. I began to watch it evolve. Later, when called upon to photograph it, I spent more than thirty days wandering in its empty rooms and corridors.
I walked in its courts and balconies, climbed its stairs, went up to its roof and and had a look down. After a number of visits, the concept of a walk began to grow in me as the building seemed to gradually accept to work with me. Every single part of it acquired its own unique time, a bright moment that made it shine unveiling all its qualities.