DREAM (photos thanks to Loukianos – my artist-friend):

In this glass, I see myself and lots of objects that represent the future people predict for me: tonight’s festival in the streets of Aghios Nikalaos – the first of many, and unending and ambiguous adherence to orthodoxy, religion, a husband or my own kind of renewal: new life.

Wheat I see in learning analytics has to offer me not certainties but choices, not prescribe for me but prompt for me, understand me when I chose another way and offer more choices on that path

NIGHTMARE

They write all around me, I can’t read it. I’m not sure they want me to.

FAIRY-DUST

Here on a hill somewhere in Greece, the Sirens sing! Don’t look up to them – you’ll escape the text I put you in!

All the best

Steve