Costas Kazantzis was born in Athens in 1992. He is a senior at National Technical University of Athens, domain of Biomedical Optics & Applied Biophysics, and a graduate of Focus School of Photography (Athens). Subjects that interest him focus on the process of self-acceptance, family as well as sexuality. From a young age he expressed the need to capture aspects of himself using both writing and the photographic lens.
Choice 1
Have you ever gone back over memory?
If she doesn’t exist, what do you do?
What if her absence conceals the answer?
What if you finally attempt to fill in the blanks with all your means?
Does time play a role in this process?
Is there a way out?
Spiegelbild, I would say, is a project that has to do with identity, another form of a diary, a visual diary. The people who play a big role in my life are mixed with images that come from the last two years, as well as the past, and finally are projected, together with my own selfportraits, on it. In the process, it is unavoidable for me to refer to the family album.
Sometimes, I have the need to process it’s content in my own way, to reproduce it once more, to present it in a different way. Through connections and parallelisms, using the photographic medium in many of its ways (analog, polaroid, digital), I wish to give the project a sense of writing notes. In the beginning, the notes may seem chaotic, random, but I hope that in the end they will become clearer, just like rereading a diary, and bring me a step closer to myself.
Choice 2
Dear,
I am a complete novice at keeping a diary… However, I have faith that maybe with it I will be able to relieve myself of my selfishness, which is of course usual in the places where I belong. I should maybe tell you where I belong, but I guess that you will understand on your own through the pages. In the moment, I am thinking that my perception of me doesn’t reflect the truth, but my weakness. The matter and target is to portray who I am, providing that way an indication of my power and my passion, or an indication of my helplessness and vulnerability, through which I wish to find a higher spot, from where I will be able to discern the dark, unlit figures that glance during the night.
