What is the connection between love for architecture and ribbons? Between Brutalism and Bauhaus and cords? Can Athenian buildings fit into a frame?

Only Lambros Ilias Vouvousiras has the answers. He is the only one who can lead us to the top of a thread. And then he will let us fall into canvases that are tied with ribbons; brushes and paint have no place there.

Sometimes you cannot define art. Walls do not limit it. Only windows are meaningful. The kind of windows that are open and through them one can see the view of the opposite world. What is hidden there? What stories are waiting to be told? Life is beautiful when the windows are open. Even when we must stay home, we will always have them, so let's keep them open.

Lambros is inspired by all this. He feeds off the city's buildings and their lines, and whatever he swallows he puts it back on the canvas with ribbons and cords. When we are in his artwork, we do not walk on the familiar concrete city roads but on cotton sidewalks, in red houses and purple rooms. We live behind yellow doors and fall in love under blue ceilings. We become acrobats who walk on linear tightropes.

And therefore, Lambros is not just an artist. He is something more. To put it simply and honorably, he is a builder. He builds cities and stories. He creates creatures like Medusa that have no snakes in their hair, but are knitted, full of fantasy and colors. With his art he talks about something very old that looks modern, or about something very modern that looks old. Just like us who carry memories: contemporary but with so many ropes that tie us to the windows of the past.  Are we going to keep them open?