.silence.

– How is your heart Jay? – Beating. – Not singing. – Not for years. – It used to sing … More

.body. land(e)scape. IV

The past few weeks I have been working on my old project that presents human body as land. A land … More

I am afraid of death. Time is my biggest enemy. Human body is my therapist. It breaths with me. It … More

I am afraid of death. Time is my biggest enemy. Human body is my therapist. It breaths with me. It … More

“You held a hand out to show me; I pressed my palm against it, the tips of my fingers an … More

“turn your eyeballs around toward the inside of your head. photograph what you see.” Roger Ballen.

The older I get, the closer I come to my mother. As if I am returning to my homeland, the … More

Κάπου διάβασα “Πατρίδα μου είναι η κοιλιά της μάνας μου”. Κάτι τα στολίδια της μητέρας που φορούσαμε μικρές κατά την … More

All life is being lived Who is living it, then? Is it the things themselves, or something waiting inside them, … More

“As one shines light into the dark of the psyche as strongly as one can, the shadows, where the light … More