The spoken walls…

From a strolling around Mavrommateon, a road at the center of Athens

 

–Roger…

-Words in the wind your promises…

-I have found you never and nowhere…

-And the moments with you, were prisons of wild life…

-That’s the reason baby I am leaving you…

-Problem… none…

– Free our souls afterwards…

 

* Have you ever noticed the  messages on the walls? Written other times from angry revolutionary people,  other times from in love people, in despair.

In one or another way they have something to say, something to underline, either pretentious, either spontaneous, either by heart.

Spoken walls, with stories to narrate…

Some of these messages mixed up and a sketch made out, by automatic writing.

 

Concept: Latrakia

Photo credits: Latrakia

Are you ready for today’s planet show?

Five oceans people, picturing ourselves in outstanding poses

Me and you, jongleurs in world’s circus scene

Utopian models of another planet, made by pixels

Our size magnified, by big lens of small devices

Adorable lives, with illustration smiles

Blurry personalities, alike behaviors

Washed feelings, matching with perfectionism’s standards

Million of lives patronized by rules

Existing through others’ eyes

Being identified, followed, liked and shared

In a deep need to be recognized

Unfolding the deep of our desires

And still remaining with a gap at heart’s side

 

Concept/Role Play: Latrakia

Photo credits: Dimitris Tsiapas

 

In which ocean depths you left your courage?

In which ocean depths you left your courage?

Like a frightened animal closed in the cage

Teeth like a shark lurks to rip you for fun

Escape from your fears

Escape from your tears

Take a deep breath

Continuously fighting for more space to survive

Boundary feelings

Screaming wild and loud with an awkward laugh

Straight to the light, there is a gate to escape

 

Concept/Role Play: Latrakia

Photo credits: Antigone Kourakou

Those smiles…

 

 

Hiding feelings behind those smiles…

Projecting their dark desires in meaningless questions, with no point at first glance

They pray for you to fall, putting words in your mouth, that never speaked  out!

Until the very moment, a thunder of knowledge, enlightens your vision

And therefore, you can see, like you were blind before, people pale mornings, passing in front of your eyes, transparent and naked from veils and those smiles…

 

Concept/Role Play: Latrakia

Photo credits: Dimitris Tsiapas

 

A new project on the way…