Creation, intuition, inspiration, torment, intimacy, disconnection, revolution. The creative process is a blooming where everything is done. Then, the art comes.
In a burned house a ghost travels around, looking for her past life or maybe for a new beginning.
The path of a woman looking for her way to the sky. Empty space, blue colours, a continuous research for a dream.
The circus is a magic expression coming from a mysterious world. Aggelw Papaggelodimou unveils the training work, the studio, the costumes, the friends of Viva Salto, the trapeze school.
Our Eve is independent, takes her decisions, owns her body, enjoys her life. She goes on her road, and we like her as is.
Bharatanatyam was the Tamil Nadu ritual art to please the deities, made of dance, theatre, music, poetry and rhythm. It was considered the best form to homage the gods, better than any pray or sacrifice.
Like androids, we are part of processes, we consume, we work, we spend the majority of our time indoor, with air conditioned and heating systems, we are connected and in structured relationships. Everything is apparently perfect, until when we discover the vastness of a landscape, the immensity of the nature, the free air.
The harmony of a ballet dancer can be brought in any context, giving grace and equilibrium to the unexpected. Reggina Markidou dances in the Larnaca Fishers’ Harbour.