Andreas Vassiliou (English Text) It all started a spring afternoon, after a lost game of backgammon. An inexplicable impulse at the time led me to a photography equipment store where i got all the necessary to set up a dark room.
Little by little I bought my first cameras, a few black and white films and a “gas station”. My old car was transformed into a hotel room and the little villages of Cyprus into unknown and unexplored destinations. I learned to watch for the first time – the landscapes, the narrow alleys, the people were formed into feelings.