Faces from the Volcano
«Pieces of stone emerging from the surface of the landscape, fragments of an antiquity that is still alive. The warrior’s mouth, half-open as if trying to speak to you about the centuries of life etched in his expression. The materials of the soul are archaic, as is the face of Aigialeus. The sculptor’s hand quarried the shapes from the earth, like a child who steals the episodes of the landscape to make it his own. Helios that looks down on you as if afraid of blinding you with its light, hovers on the brink of the world you see with your eyes and the other world, the invisible one you carry within you. The power of silence that is about to become voice.» Takis Theodoropoulos, Writer
Hilton Hotel, Athens
October – November, 2009
