A long “journey” through time and legend, just like the midsummer afternoon heat of the old times, with illustrated classic comics and magazines.

Memory collections, with inferences, plots and happenings in constant sequence. Unconscious images are drawn out of the “dust of time” and “mix” with the aromas of the chest - of – drawers, the “checked” red blanket and the “books I’ve read” filled with sand, marks, notes, and underlined verses and paragraphs.

When I was a little girl, I used to be terrified of lightning and thunder. Right now, I’m afraid that, one day, my “books” will be “sold by the kilo”.

Aglaia Christianou