This is a self shooting project (joined by Vasiliki) where I depict the feelings of depression and the loneliness it comes with as well as the nullification of life and existence under this state of mind. The text has some similarities with my short text “The importance of nothing” (link, Greek) but the feeling of the text is very connected with the feelings of the character of this project (even though for different reasons).
Was shot with a Cannon A1 and Cannon 50mm f/1.4 on Cinestill 50D and in a relatively dark room so long exposure. No post processing.
He comes back, proud and ashamed, his heart harder, his stomach tighter, his spirit more stiff.
Writes down how the nights don’t pass, how the days are an endless attempt at forgetting. How life has lost its place as the absolute ruler in the pyramid of importance.
His last attempt to forget fails into the abyss. A flash, just a moment of how it could be, that’s more than enough for him.
The fantasy of the coming finale becomes a ray of hope, the only soothing thought.
