For the exhibition As I Intensify I Become More Singular, curated by Ioanna Gerakidi @Sub Rosa Space.
All works arrived as a response to Gerakidi’s text Underneath My Tongue I Cultivate Moray Eels.


images (c) 2018 by Alexandra Masmanidi

Hello Mrs Ramsay (Things Don’t Change That Fast), 2017

in the occassion of the launch of the new issue of the biannual publication, On the Run, Ecologies of Gaze by the art & research platform, hd.kepler, at Hot Wheels Projects Athens

Ecologies of Gaze is conceived as a study of attention through the spectrum of proximity and care. The departure point was the book “For an Ecology of Attention” where the thinker, Yves Citton, uses the theory of the economists George Franck and Maurice Goldhaber considering attention as a currency. Citton proposes a change of direction from the “One” to the “Other” and from the “We” to our environment. We have asked artists and curators how they practice attention in a world governed by automatism.

An initiative of the art research platform hd.kepler.
Graphic design: Chrysanthi Koumianaki

Texts from Mirela Baciak (Austria- Poland), Bikini (France), DEDAZO (Mexico), Montecristo Project (Italy), Εleni Riga (Greece), SUPER (Germany)

images (c) 2018 by Alexandra Masmanidi
February 17, 2018


22nd & 23rd of January, 8:30 PM 

Museum of Cycladic Art 

This is a collaboration between the independent artist run space 3 137 and the Museum of Cycladic Art. The aim is to highlight a new ways of support, partnership and artistic production between established institutions and cultural developments in the city of Athens. It has an experimental character and it aims to create original and unexpected encounters.

First act: Paky Vlassopoulou
*Dress code: total black*
Having ceramic art of ancient civilisations as the starting point, Paky Vlassopoulou manufactures objects that redefine the classical format of a formal dinner. Design meets primitivism whilst objects become ceremonial rather than just utilitarian. Through a series of  unexpected episodes the dinner evolves into a ritual that invites us to handle our primal instincts. Serving utensils, materials, dishes, and our dining companions are placed in a new sequence which is known to us but also unprecedented.

images (c) 2018 by Ilias Seferlis-Frantzis


Smoking and waiting. Waiting and smoking.(The Stranger I)
perfomance in public space
Monday 25.09.2017 – Thursday 28.09.2017
from 4.30 p.m until sunset
at BRDG, Antwerp
Special thanks to Mathias Mu

Revisiting the public space as a space where strange and accidental encounters take place every second, this performance explores the daily use of public space and questions the proximity between individuals that share the same cityscape.
In a moment where mobility rights are threatened what does it mean to stand still in a city like Antwerp for quite long without any justification?

images (c) Mark Rietveld

The anti angelic host

@The Pink House, Antwerp

a project by Danai Giannoglou, Ersi Varveri, Paky Vlassopoulou, Gijs Waterschoot

&release of the PHp 1 magazine
contributions by
Gregor Andzelm, Machteld Bernaert, Jo Camino, Valentin Cernat, Camille Cluzan, Lynn Depreeuw, Voebe de GruyterMichaella Del Brollo, Nico Dockx, Fabio Ramirez Enrique, Casper Fitzhue, Adam Galach, J.Krissis, Erik Hagoort, Erin Helsen, Rien Schellemans, Idris Severans, Sorry Future Proof, Vasilis Papageorgiou, Zena Van De Block, Danielle Van Zuijlen


The hostess as a hostage
A text by Danai Giannoglou

I am in an empty house which is full of people, I do not know what to do with my hands nor my mouth. When I wake up I pretend to sleep for a little longer and every time I need to use the bathroom I do the same thing.

I feel like a mother who thought she wanted children, because she thought they were something else than what they actually are. I feel like a mother who doesn’t like her kids.

This summer I woke up from a terrible nightmare. The nightmare was that the people living in my guest house had drunk water from the tap which I forgot to tell them that wasn’t potable.

In French the same noun is used to describe the host and the guest. This noun is masculine. When the noun is used in feminine it only evokes the hostess.

My mother used to say to my father «what would you like to do for your birthday honey?» and she would go on «just do not tell me you want to invite people over»

I wonder if we spend all of our lives being either hosts or guests. What do you do better?

Yesterday night I googled: Ideas on how to be a good hostess when at the same time you feel like a stranger.

A hot host held a hostess hostage, the hostage hostess shot the host, it was hot.


*The title of the show is borrowed from The Anti-Angelic host – On Virginia Woolf and the politics of hosting by Jan Verwoert