
What defines our individuality? Should people try to define their difference, an effort that can last a life and more, or copy and paste to survive… So many behaviours promise freedom and a firmly unique personality but do we really enter this social game of life as new players?

Everyone wants a little something.. everyone wants to be liked and loved. It’s so ironical that if you try to be loved in the face of your difference, most possible you’ll end up with a scared face…

I can imagine myself reading by accident all the books found in the living room of my new home and die.
All images © 2007 Christos Stavrou



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August 24, 2007 at 2:16 am
neath
it doesn’t aways make sense but we somehow carry on…..
August 24, 2007 at 10:47 am
zen
nice photos… this is a very superficial comment… :)
August 26, 2007 at 10:55 am
Tom
The three photographs are the start of a very nice exploration of the theme… I suggest you continue this line of enquiry as well as the reading!