SOFIA KOUKOULIOTI

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Protect the Wild flowers

I am not inside

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As long as I explore the world so much I realise that the fundamental elements as the water they shape itself or a similar picture. A picture that is likely see, because it is already shaped in the end of my brain, because it can be a piece of our life, the way that turn the thoughts into our head, in our stomach. or from the stomach to our head, or from the ground to the sky.

The scope is to hypnotized the spectator with the continuous rhythm of icon changing and to awake what has been left beside his domestic consiousness.

 

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As They sprout near the sand and the sea sand plants of Ionian sea. They pass a short life pushed back and forward by the wind, negligible, one could
say. And however, they anticipate giving so much without purpose beauty in the eye which will appreciate them - before passing over.

For wild flowers,there is no homeland, colour and texture, what it was to be said is the words of great William Blake closed in a phrase: To see a world in a grain of sand and the celestrial inside a wild flower, keeping vastness in your and and the eternity in one hour Sofia Koukoulioti, from her side,selected the art of photograph in order to speaks for the wild flowers,
and in particularfor those that bloom in the besieged beach of Gyras in Lefkada, where the ecosystem is threatened by the human activity. Bend above her photographs and hear the wind in the bloomed grass.

Tatiana Kapodistria, Kapa - Κathimerini 20/02/2008

 

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While the most common worldwide approach to image making is the desire
of keeping memories alive, photography has always played the role of helping our memory to visualize what has passed.

In this manner photography is an extension to our minds rather to our eyes, although in this case it covers both areas.

Photos or images of houses where I have lived they can satisfy both, me and the spectators. Me, because they help me to remember and the spectators because they fulfil the curiosity of people passing the road or neighbours watching from their windows.

What is inside?

I hope that as the eye moves around the rooms and the objects of the house,
a consistent feeling of an absolute absence producing. I am not inside.


All photos have been taken with the camera of my mobile phone Nokia 3110.

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