The Hollow Men II
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Synopsis
The title comes from a T.S. Eliots’ poem. What I intend to do is a series of photographs made in Newport but in a very subjective way with my personal feelings in the theme. The pictures will try to represent not Newport but a way of living. A way of living in isolation, xenophobia and in a sterilized environment where nothing harmful can survive but at the same time nothing helpful can flourish. Urban landscape pictures made in a place where I live the last two years and which really made me to feel this poem deep in my soul, made me feel like a hollow man.
© Anastasios Ktistis 2010