Skala Eresos, Lesvos. May-June, 2024
I’d met this place, a thousand times before, but this encounter looked different…
The encounter as a surprise: Are they (we) getting closer to each other or moving away?
“Les cris, les rires, les mouvements, elles affirment triomphant que tout geste est renversement”
(“The cries, the laughter, the movements, they affirm triumphantly that all gesture is subversion”)
(Monique Wittig, Les Guérillères, éditions de Minuit, 1969 )
Is it an island or a “hidden woman”, like it’s called, laying on the waves?
“Survived” verses, by Sappho: The text might also be the imagined corpus that is missing
To fix your look on a specific spot, it’s a choice, a gesture
What is the position/view/aspect through which, we inhabit this world..?
I like the narrative through fragments – just like how we piece together fragments from Sappho, we can piece together impressions and aspects of your encounter with Skala Eressou