Stavroula Gregoriou

No plan(t)sland

DISORDERED UTOPIA, ECO-DYSTOPIA
IS REPUGNANCE AND LOATHING OF THE PATTERN A NATURAL RESPONSE?
Stavroula implements mannerisms of ordered natural repetition not to depict its utopian
allure but rather to create a contrasting dystopian ecosystem; an oxymoron.
This approach seeks to evoke mixed feelings and a sense of duality within a space,
reflecting the complexity of every entity. The same principle applies to the means and
mediums she employs, which are a fusion of organic and industrial elements.

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