If only you were here is a project realised in the frame of the Athens Photos Festival Workshop, led by photographers Myrto Papadopoulos, Alexandra Rose Howland, and editor-curator Cloé Kerhoas Özmen.

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It springs from a story I needed to tell about myself and the journey I took from the city of Athens and its panoramical vues onto the Aegean Sea to the Cyclades Islands. 

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If only you were here? If only I was here? researches the loss of oneself in the collapse of feelings and realities through addiction.

Odos Metaxa

 

 

From the glory of our ages where stars were blind

from today’s rotten oranges, peeled and cut in segments

white lies beneath the concrete line.

five or six caramel-coloured packets of Player’s cigarettes

Blue velvet accessoires: a table of pills, a pair of syringes,

And a gold powder compact—an altar of quiet decadence.

 

In the gentle breeze drifting from the Acropolis

A truck between dark and light grey

Travels through delights of Indian sweet-colored flavors

Brushing against some left of mythological attitude.

 

among what a black waving dress—

Courtesy of a gentle Orthodox priest

walking up the steady hill.

 

Where is dressed what carries beneath the wasted figs?

The bride checks her veil in the last mirror before the aisle

a few yards further, her legs begin to shake.