Dear Anna, I have struggled to know what to write because I never met you but through your beautiful friend Bill Mousoulis I was able to read your manuscript Stefanos of Limassol. Through Bill I wrote to you about how beautiful your writing was and how moved I was by it. You in turn messaged me back of your appreciation (unfortunately I cannot find those emails .. I am sorry). But, I have your manuscript on my desk to remind me of you. I can see you were a Wild and Precious woman with such beauty and a creativity and passion, that you kept pushing yourself to create even when you were in much pain and when many people find the slightest ailment can prevent them from living. I will watch your film Kissing in Paris soon. Much love to you, your family and friends.

My first memory of you my darling Anna & Aanya in fact was way back in 97...I was to meet you both at a cafe in St.Kilda...to have talked about auditioning for 'Dreams For Life'...your first beloved feature film. My car broke down on the way & with no mobile phones in those days & no way of contacting you....I thought with 2 hrs having passed you could not possibly be waiting for me. I decided to go to the rendezvous place anyway ...& to my surprise there you were ...waiting with smiles. From that initial meeting 14 yrs ago ....You & I spent many yrs....working together on your script , the meetings....turning into hrs of talking, the laughs getting louder, the Greek music playing longer, the lunches that Nino prepared becoming more frequent....all in all...our friendship becoming deeper. Nothing jeopardized it ...not even when my dog Jack would take the precious cushions that your grandmother had made for you....& run around with them in his mouth , tearing them....while I hysterically laughed. I will never forget rehearsing & taping the narration in your bedroom....2 Greek girls playing dress ups... You & I were so similar in every sense ...we shared the same Passion for life, we compared our life's stories of loves & heartbreaks...the choices & paths we had travelled . We both had our insecurities....that we identified with....but were careful not to over expose. My darling Anna no one made me feel as beautiful as you did.....you told me that you loved my face & that I reminded you of Buster Keaton...I never knew how to take that....until you explained that Buster's face could display so much emotion...funny & sad. So was your ability to see beyond the obvious. Entering 'Dreams' with you was the most extraordinary adventure of my life....the best experience of my existence. I was no longer acting ....but experiencing your vision through our two souls. I had entered a world which you painted with your heart.. It is your gift to me that I will carry with me for the rest of my life. 'Dreams' was an affirmation that beauty , art, longing, love, melancholy, passion, solitude, heartbreak, our parent's guilt & our personal desires...was the essense that made us not only European but also ordinarily human. Anna you awakened so much in me...you also helped me appreciate all that living has to offer. You took life by the horns ....& never said never. Your beauty was always present....even when you got angry....that fire was undeniable. I miss you so much....our conversations, our laughs. Your footsteps are on the beach in Cyprus....your voice is in the music I hear....Autumn is the ever changing colours of your soul... Winter is the cold you endured with your illness....Summer is your laughter & Divine sense of humour......Spring is your youth. I have loved you like my sister...my soulmate... Thankyou for waiting for me at the cafe...on that fateful day 14 yrs ago.... Thankyou for our journey together. I will continue to Dream of you ....until I see you once again. All my love....your Maria xxxx

My first memory of you my darling Anna & Aanya in fact was way back in 97...I was to meet you both at a cafe in St.Kilda...to have talked about auditioning for 'Dreams For Life'...your first beloved feature film. My car broke down on the way & with no mobile phones in those days & no way of contacting you....I thought with 2 hrs having passed you could not possibly be waiting for me. I decided to go to the rendezvous place anyway ...& to my surprise there you were ...waiting with smiles. From that initial meeting 14 yrs ago ....You & I spent many yrs....working together on your script , the meetings....turning into hrs of talking, the laughs getting louder, the Greek music playing longer, the lunches that Nino prepared becoming more frequent....all in all...our friendship becoming deeper. Nothing jeopardized it ...not even when my dog Jack would take the precious cushions that your grandmother had made for you....& run around with them in his mouth , tearing them....while I hysterically laughed. I will never forget rehearsing & taping the narration in your bedroom....2 Greek girls playing dress ups... You & I were so similar in every sense ...we shared the same Passion for life, we compared our life's stories of loves & heartbreaks...the choices & paths we had travelled . We both had our insecurities....that we identified with....but were careful not to over expose. My darling Anna no one made me feel as beautiful as you did.....you told me that you loved my face & that I reminded you of Buster Keaton...I never knew how to take that....until you explained that Buster's face could display so much emotion...funny & sad. So was your ability to see beyond the obvious. Entering 'Dreams' with you was the most extraordinary adventure of my life....the best experience of my existence. I was no longer acting ....but experiencing your vision through our two souls. I had entered a world which you painted with your heart.. It is your gift to me that I will carry with me for the rest of my life. 'Dreams' was an affirmation that beauty , art, longing, love, melancholy, passion, solitude, heartbreak, our parent's guilt & our personal desires...was the essense that made us not only European but also ordinarily human. Anna you awakened so much in me...you also helped me appreciate all that living has to offer. You took life by the horns ....& never said never. Your beauty was always present....even when you got angry....that fire was undeniable. I miss you so much....our conversations, our laughs. Your footsteps are on the beach in Cyprus....your voice is in the music I hear....Autumn is the ever changing colours of your soul... Winter is the cold you endured with your illness....Summer is your laughter & Divine sense of humour......Spring is your youth. I have loved you like my sister...my soulmate... Thankyou for waiting for me at the cafe...on that fateful day 14 yrs ago.... Thankyou for our journey together. I will continue to Dream of you ....until I see you once again. All my love....your Maria xxxx

When I first met Anna nearly 30 years ago she said 'I am an artist'. But I found that she was more than that - a person who had a huge capacity for love, passion, laughter and a zest for life. She wasted not one day of her life, and shared so much of gifts with others. Miss you forever darling.

When I first met Anna almost 30 years ago she told me 'I am an artist. But I soon found out she was more than that. Anna had a huge capacity for love, passion, laughter and a zest for life, and wasted not one minute of her creative life. She shared so many of her gifts with others. Miss you forever darling.

You will always be near me no matter where I am. You will always smile as I ride past the Tour Eiffel. You will always be next to me as I create. You will always be there when I look up at the clouds. You will never be to far away when things get difficult. You will always be in my heart for ever and ever. You will always be remembered. I love you my darling.

you will never be forgotten. You will always be my inspiration. You will always be never too far away. You will always be in my heart. You will always be missed. You will always be loved. You will always be there when I look up at the sky.You will always be by my side as I write and create. Love you forever.xxx

Over recent months the enigma of your vastly strong spirit yet weak little vessel became more and more apparent.... and that is so much more important than the other way around. In your last hours on earth you confirmed my faith that spirit lives on and you are now even more beautiful than ever before ... you exist just out of view and shall continue to inspire and delight me until we can see each other again. I feel you near ... know I love you and I am honoured and overjoyed to have become your sister. I thankyou with all my heart. pinkannava xoxox

My memory of Anna ... just one ? I have a ... heartful of them. I knew her intially from 20 plus years back, but became great friends with her only in the past 8 or so years. A memory. Okay, a memory, one, just one. I spent time with her and her brother Nino in Prague in August of 2009. We all shared an apartment together, for 2 weeks. Every day, when we went out to explore the city, we walked to the main tram stop, where we had to catch the No.22 tram, to go into the city. Other trams would also be on the same line, but our tram was always the 22. And every day, as we approached the stop, Anna's eyes would look to see if the tram was coming. Many times it was, and she would yell out "22!", and start running towards the stop, to not miss the tram. One could think - why the hurry? Why take forever to get up in the morning and leave the home, only to then rush to the tram stop to save 10 minutes before the next one arrived? But that was typical Anna - when she was up and about, she was HUNGRY. Hungry to explore the city, to see things, look at people, take photos, express her opinion. She was alive. She was spirited. And I'm sure that wherever she is now, her eyes are alert, and she is crying out - "22!"

pink kannava

13 years ago

Beautiful. 22!!!!!!

Chrystala Kannava

13 years ago

I remember Anna when she was about to travel to Paris. I bought her a french phrase book and she was so excited!! I will never forget you Anna. I am sure that you will be in Angel's arms Ο Θεός ας αναπαύσει την ψυχή σου Chrystala Kannava Cyprus

My memory of Anna ... just one ? I have a ... heartful of them. I knew her intially from 20 plus years back, but became great friends with her only in the past 8 or so years. A memory. Okay, a memory, one, just one. I spent time with her and her brother Nino in Prague in August of 2009. We all shared an apartment together, for 2 weeks. Every day, when we went out to explore the city, we walked to the main tram stop, where we had to catch the No.22 tram, to go into the city. Other trams would also be on the same line, but our tram was always the 22. And every day, as we approached the stop, Anna's eyes would look to see if the tram was coming. Many times it was, and she would yell out "22!", and start running towards the stop, to not miss the tram. One could think - why the hurry? Why take forever to get up in the morning and leave the home, only to then rush to the tram stop to save 10 minutes before the next one arrived? But that was typical Anna - when she was up and about, she was HUNGRY. Hungry to explore the city, to see things, look at people, take photos, express her opinion. She was alive. She was spirited. And I'm sure that wherever she is now, her eyes are alert, and she is crying out - "22!"