George Pavlopoulos Athens, Greece
I come from Athens but I live in Berlin; being a stranger is a privilege for me. My days are full of writing, although I rarely finish something. No matter how hard I try, I am only able to write prose. Years of effort ended up in three novels, a couple of short stories and a bunch of travelogues. I started taking photos a few years ago searching for the poetry I can’t write.
I grew up next to the sea and I felt that I had everything: an endless summer, the song of the cicadas, a bunch of faces that refused to grow old and the taste of watermelon under the pine trees. The sea resembled an uncultivated field, where childhood was constantly...