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People in the Dark, 2011
Aliki Naridou
Photography
Original Photography, 30 x 20 cm
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About Aliki Naridou
Aliki Naridou was born in Kursk, Russia. Since 1997 she has been living in Greece. She is a graduate of Department of Photography and Audiovisual Arts of Technological Educational Institute of Athens. Additionally, she completed directing courses, a history and aesthetics of cinema training. During her studies, she took part in the European ERASMUS program at the University of West Bohemia in the Czech Republic. In 2012, she did an internship in Prague by the supervision of the Director Katariina Lillqvist. Aliki Naridou participated in numerous personal and group exhibitions in the Czech Republic, Greece & Albania. A number of exhibitions were organized, and under the aegis of UNESCO Club of the Department of Piraeus & Islands. Aliki produced a review and an article for "Photographer magazine" and an article for "Unescopio" online journal. Above all, Aliki attended many different workshops, conferences, lectures and tutorials. From 2008, she became an experienced photographer as well as being engaged as a director for the last few years.
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I am an ugly man, my duty is to hide myself
This world is unfairly edited for beautiful to live in
Inside my darkness wandering like habitant alone
I have no chance of choosing than is the fate’s command
All light, colours, brightness stepping so far for my
How could I make it possible to keep on living here?
Death dancing all around me calling himself a saviour
Steady eyes pinning me critically, shamelessly
Oh! Why couldn’t ugliness be crowned as the world’s single queen?
So that I might be able to break all tight bonds
To be a real hero, to rise and reach the top
Maybe beautiful is wrong and ugly is the right?
Is it a game of people trying to encircle us tight?
Throwing down in the cliffs whatever they dislike
Despising us by imposing beauty all over rudely
Maybe these vicious standards have taken control
With us loyal prisoners in their own will
Blindly following all these things they always promote
So finally I’m wondering should I try changing the side?
To find the exit bravely to the light and force the others to hide?
But in advance of making my dream becoming true
May the word’s radical change be set as the first primary rule.
This world is unfairly edited for beautiful to live in
Inside my darkness wandering like habitant alone
I have no chance of choosing than is the fate’s command
All light, colours, brightness stepping so far for my
How could I make it possible to keep on living here?
Death dancing all around me calling himself a saviour
Steady eyes pinning me critically, shamelessly
Oh! Why couldn’t ugliness be crowned as the world’s single queen?
So that I might be able to break all tight bonds
To be a real hero, to rise and reach the top
Maybe beautiful is wrong and ugly is the right?
Is it a game of people trying to encircle us tight?
Throwing down in the cliffs whatever they dislike
Despising us by imposing beauty all over rudely
Maybe these vicious standards have taken control
With us loyal prisoners in their own will
Blindly following all these things they always promote
So finally I’m wondering should I try changing the side?
To find the exit bravely to the light and force the others to hide?
But in advance of making my dream becoming true
May the word’s radical change be set as the first primary rule.