The Sky over Bilgah

Around us – in a world that is relatively real – places exist where, in the flickering of fading details and the emergence of the timelessness of penetrating silence, there is a sense of the proximity of spaces located far away, tens and even hundreds of miles from us. Their metaphysical interralatedness determines the emergence of the very ability to visually perceive their existence, that if captured, one involuntarily enters the opening dialogue between the sensated reality and its conceivable inaccessibility, which disintegrates when one barely touches the elusive plausibility of transcendental reality.

Once in one of these loci, lost among the quiet streets of the Old City, one involuntarily feels the clear proximity of the picturesque Bilgah rocks, located on the distant, steep and sheer coast of the Absheron Peninsula; – and the sky, the amazing sky above the cliff.

From there, in the Old City, Bilgah is visible