By George Striftaris
The men circulate, stand, pose, give in to abandon. Impudent within a nudity that seems self-understood, they forcefully trigger not only the viewer’s retina but also his or her dormant psychic fissures, as each in turn annihilate the stereotypes of manhood.
Self-sufficient, they give in to nonchalance, to narcissism, to melancholy, to neurosis, to guiltless bliss.
The men of planet PHOSPHORUS appear to despise time and its constraints.
Men perceived in their private life, interacting with their environment; aspiring to conquer it, through their nudity, vying to mature, striving to exist. You will see the young man searching for his path. You will see the young man chasing, discovering, being tormented by his dreams and desires, enjoying them, and transmitting light. You will see the man-son. You will see Dionysus, Icarus, Orestes, Hippolytus, Hamlet, Peer Gynt, Werther, Jesus, and the Prodigal Son.