Immigrants/Refugees: The Odyssey of Despair
June 1-25, 2006
@ Galerie Zygos, Ellinikos Cosmos
Among the many voices of protest throughout the world, and the multi-faceted views and stances on the issue, two visual artists, both women, using the tools of their trade, their color palette and the plasticity of the sculpted form, demonstrated their social standing in reference to the huge, dramatic issue of immigration in our times.
Galerie Zygos, being of the strong belief that respect of the human life, social justice, and the dignity of all those who are guests in our land, regardless of their race, color, origin, religion, gender or age, are the paramount criteria, and a historic paradigm of the Greek culture, co-signed the social message of this exhibition along with its quality in visual terms and was thrilled to host it in our space at 254, Pireos Street, back in 2006!
Galerie Zygos, being of the strong belief that respect of the human life, social justice, and the dignity of all those who are guests in our land, regardless of their race, color, origin, religion, gender or age, are the paramount criteria, and a historic paradigm of the Greek culture, co-signed the social message of this exhibition along with its quality in visual terms and was thrilled to host it in our space at 254, Pireos Street, back in 2006!
Maro Rizikianou-Pasisi |
Lela Tsopanaki |
I Open the Door at Night
Lyrics: Tasos Livaditis
Music: Mikis Theodorakis
First version: Mikis Theodorakis
I set the door open at night
I hold the lamp up high
so that all those who grieve in the world can see
can come and find company
so that they find the table laid
a jug of water for grief to drink
and among us there will be standing
like a brother, the pain of the world
so that they find a corner to lean into
a stool for the blind man to sit
and there, while we are talking
into our company, Christ, too, will join us.
Lyrics: Tasos Livaditis
Music: Mikis Theodorakis
First version: Mikis Theodorakis
I set the door open at night
I hold the lamp up high
so that all those who grieve in the world can see
can come and find company
so that they find the table laid
a jug of water for grief to drink
and among us there will be standing
like a brother, the pain of the world
so that they find a corner to lean into
a stool for the blind man to sit
and there, while we are talking
into our company, Christ, too, will join us.