The exhibition was not planned, but the idea arose after I finished the second drawing at the end of the second day. What had been planned was that I would end up on the evening of the Resurrection to the Acramytes, so the idea of exposing the drawings there was a spontaneous follow-up. Given the conditions, the distance from the city, the climb to the summit and the day – Easter Sunday – the exhibition had no visitors at all, and a couple of tourists who came to the top did not want to enter the exhibition and I didn’t insist, understanding how one climbs up a mountain top to find quietness.
I was burning incense all over the time of the exposition which filled the room with calmness.
A total of 7 drawings were exhibited, with the latter, “Vespers of Love”, remaining unpublished since I did not publish any photographs that included it.
I named the show “Sol-o”, which was, for me, more of a spontaneous act and a game, referring to the “individual” concept of this particular and entirely individual exhibition, while making a play with the word “sol” meaning “sun” in Latin.
I enjoyed the freedom to attend my first solo exhibition comfortably dressed.
Travelogue
Route:
Asgourou – Pastida – Maritsa,
overnight in the courtyard of Prophet Elias chapel
Text:
What I was afraid of, with that I am one now.
Holy Monday
Dedicated to the fruitless fig tree that dried up with His word.
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Route:
Maritsa – Psinthos – Archipolis, overnight at the Art Park
Text:
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Holy Tuesday
The 10 Virgins, a reference to faith and providence.
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Route:
Archipolis – Eleousa – Platania – Apollo – Laerma – Lardos, overnight at Ypsenis Monastery
Text:
You made so many roads but
no one can fit me
I have nowhere to go
Holy Wednesday
In memory of the sinful woman who anointed His feet with myrrh.
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Route:
Monastery of Ypseni – Lardos – Gennadi – Lachania, overnight stay at the mojito bar
Text:
And while i said that
what I was afraid of, with that I was one,
from that i got separated.
Holy Thursday
The Last Supper, prayer, betrayal, arrest, questioning, denial, condemnation.
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Route:
Lachania – Gennadi – Vati – Apolakkia, overnight at rhodesescape
Text:
What they call temptation is probably the negative side of doubt.
Holy Friday
Holy Passion and Crucifixion
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Route:
Apolakkia – Siana – Akramyti mountain’s top, overnight at the shelter house.
Text:
Every breath is a little sunrise and
every exhalation a little sunset.
The sonata of power,
the nature of power embodied
I am
Great Saturday
What I am afraid of, with that I am one.
Resurrection Goodbye Resurrection.
air out, mountain land, humidity, fire, wood on fire.
Holy Saturday
burial and Hades Descent
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Route:
The return.
Text:
Sunday of Easter, the sun came out.
I’m leaving the shelter house, I do not know what time it is but the sun is still hot. The exhibition was ultimately solo, as it was designed to be. A couple of Germans passed for a moment but did not want to get in and I did not insist. I understand that one comes to a mountain top for quietness. I’m starting.
Easter Sunday – Exhibition
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