Category: Tasos Biris

Bahamut

4/8/2018

No one has ever seen Bahamut
Some think it's a dog
Some think it's a newt
All we know is that the lonely Bahamut
Floats endlessly through all time and all space
With all of us and everything
Floating in a single tear
Of his eye
(Photos and text by Tasos Biris)

Christmas Dream

12/31/2017

When I was just a little boy, every Christmas Eve, before I slept, I would close my eyes and travel high above the earth, searching for the tiny lights, as if I was searching to find the place, Christ was born in, almost like the three Magi had followed the Star of Bethlehem, until I would fall asleep dreaming a Christmas Dream and lose my self in light. Born in Christmas. (Photos and text by Tasos Biris)

Hidden spaces

9/11/2017

I live within the images, the paintings, the sounds, the illusions.

I dance in common places, in hidden spaces I jump from one image to another, seeking the kind of form reality will take.

I learn to hear, All and all a single sound IS the universe.

Lost alone in a place of imagination, I enter everywhere and I observe. I search for the time that passed, I look for the time to come.

Photos and text by: Tasos Biris

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What is?

The Bulb Collective consists of photographers active in urban (and rural) photography with an expressive shift to include highly aesthetic and poetic images in their assignments.

They share the same vision but not the same perspective which gives the necessary "polyphony" in their extremely ambitious endeavour to cover all the aspects of the Balkan neorealism.

Their visual signatures aspire to create iconic images and to be the best in metamorphosing and interpreting all aspects of life in this highly contradictory and fascinating part of the world.