IMCA: Constantinos Taliotis

Title: How the plumber didn’t dare, 2007
Installation

“Ελληνικε Κυπριακε Λαε, οπου και να εβρισκομαι, θελω να ξερεις οτι ειμαι μαζι σου. Η ψυχη μου, η καρδια μου, η σκεψης μου, σε σενα παντα στρεφεται και μαζυ σου παντα ειμαι”

“Greek Cypriot people, wherever I may be, I want you to know that I am with you. My soul, my heart, my thoughts always turn towards you and always I am with you”

Archbishop and President Makarios III
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We buried him with a slogan that everyone knew by heart: “O MAKARIOS ZEI”. And we buried him, with no words that could accord his value; “sinxorese me (…) ean mikren to megalio sou, me ta ptoxotata tis glossas pselismata” – “I apologise (…) if I minimize your majesty, with language’s poor mumblings” even Chryso-stomos will admit his and language’s incompetence at His funeral. A language, a logos received by the father, but incapable of reciprocating; a logos that could not talk for Him, to Him or on His behalf. The choros (place) of language was significantly small to accommodate His significance,
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And then, the building construction started. Hospitals, avenues, statues, stadiums, schools – just to mention a few – to record some of the records, in an attempt to receive, to accommodate, to dechtoumai in new chorous (places), that, which language could not. To re-embody the corpse of the simaiophoros, within a choros of semiology, to haul up the simaia (flag) on the histos (flag pole) through an histos (web) of simulacra and ensure a salvation (sotiria). To withhold the thoughts and the soul, the spirit, the logos, in short the air and prevent it from becoming “logia tou aera” (“empty words of air”). To anchor His spirit with the chora; afloat upon the atmosphere.

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