Paul Paulun

Nikos Branidis My contribution: a sound performance rehearsal, a garland garnishing that monster of a building, a reading of a poem, Heidegger’s eggs, written by Lennox Raphael, who I met in 2021 in an art festival in Copenhagen and one more of one my many own untitled poems. Two days and two nights in that…

In the dim silence of an abandoned building, The Visitors emerge through augmented reality, fragmented sculptures floating where walls once held memory. Their forms, stitched from digital echoes and recycled matter, shimmer against the cracked concrete, observing without eyes. As you move through the space, their presence shifts with you, not haunting, but remembering. https://openar.art/a/7v7CsgLRGqffJt03…

Authentic The first photo with the golden frame around the overgrown tree on the concrete, is a hymn to Nature and expresses the need to protect it, recognizing its authenticity and value.  Placing the frame around the element of nature symbolizes our distance from it as an experience while showing that we are now approaching it,…

Asya Birsel and Robert Selim Hill The all-wind gravedigger “Well… the sea does what it wants. They may have all died together, on the same day or night, but the sea probably spat them out in disorder… The sea is like that…You know, my problem is plastic sheeting… I never have enough for all the corpses…”from an interview…

(amvrosios gousgounis) ο λ(ο)υομενος – the bather installation I staged a brittle bather on a concrete beach that only exists in code.Nothing holds—yet it stands.