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Chryssopoulos Christos

Chryssopoulos Christos

Christos Chryssopoulos was born in Athens in 1968. He travels a lot and is devoted to writing and Literature Theory. His web-page is: www.chrissopoulos-vivlia.blogspot.com. Todate, the following books have been published : The language box (2006); Imaginary museum (2005); Schuyata (2004); Enclosed world (2003); Encounters (Listasafn,Reykjavik, 2003); The Black Dress (RCIPP, N.J., 2002); The manicurist (2000); Napoleon Delastos’ recipes (1997), and Laura Jackson’s London day (2008) which received the Academy of Athens Award.”The Manicurist”, “Enclosed World” and “The Parthenon Bomber” have been translated into French by Actes Sud. For his last book on Athens apart the translation by Actes Sud, a work in progress is on its way for October 2013 on ARTE TV.

28 photos and 28 texts on the city's allure.
The wanderer's consciousness is the perception of a person experiencing the city's oscillation as an emotional flutter – it's the perception of a lonesome Athenian passer-by. The photographic lens and writing of Christos Chryssopoulos merge in this book restoring a strange yet fascinating contact with the world that surrounds us.

“We are ever leaning. A little more each day. We walk aslant to reality, and still we do not fall, we do not stumble, but learn not to let our new angle make our heads spin. And we see everything around us as if it were upright, though nothing is upright. Athens is becoming more and more skewed. And we follow suit.”

Okto, 2015, 68 p.

Encounters from a journey to India

"...Then, a few seconds before the first drop, we suddenly smelled the oncoming rain. The dancing stopped. Mangla leaned out the window laughing. Sweat gleamed on her back. The monsoon broke out heavy but silent, without clap or lightning. As if arriving, with British punctuality, at a predetermined rendezvous. It hit the train hard, as if trying to slow it down, and drops sprayed all over the compartment, whirling in the air and outright soaking our already wet clothes. We spent the rest of that journey exhausted, mesmerized by the dampness and the humming of the rainfall. Sleep on that train felt deep and hot. Like sleeping beside another body."

This is a non-fiction book on Athens, where poverty is gaining place and making Athenians feel very differently from some years ago. The author is walking around the city and takes photographs of people who are living in conditions where dignity seems forgotten. One part of the book consists of a dialogue with an Athenian homeless whom Chryssopoulos met for some days and it also contains photos.

On the day that poet Laura Jackson died, in 1991, the LondonTimes published the following obituary: “Laura Jackson was a tragic figure and one of this century’s most gifted women. There is no question that literary criticism and history will have to wrestle with her singular achievement.” Laura Jackson’s biography was a series of ruptures which brutally cut up her life like a succession of knife stabs. She left New York to live in Europe; she entered an illicit, long-term affair with poet Robert Graves; their relationship ended abruptly with a double suicide attempt, one day in London, in 1929.

The language box invites the reader   to engage with the problems of writing. It is common ground, a schema onto which questions relating to the work of literature, the author and his labours can be placed.

Inside The language box, a multivalent essay balances criticism and theory without tipping either way. It does not approach literary texts ‘from without’, but nor does it mythologize the act of writing through the revelation of some esoteric, mystic process.

The Imaginary Museum is the garden of memory.  The garden of intimacy and of writing.  Where the lives of authors are unravelled.

The ImaginaryMuseum is the place where one goes when they have chosen to live under the artifice of literature and no longer seek the truth, not even in likelihood, just the fulfillment of a pretext which will enable them to continue to create.

Shunyata is a philosophical thriller. It is not a conventional novel. Rather than chapters, it contains a biography, a chronicle, a description of a photo album, a long philosophical letter and a novella. Its details the protagonist's anguish as he struggles to construct a personal philosophy based on his uncertainties, fears, aspirations, and contradictions. It is an exercise in Theopoesis [Greek for: Creating a God]. The story revolves around a treatise on fallacy, and it involves a number of suicides and the destructive duplicity that is often perpetrated by modern-day cults. The story is set in the mid-western United States in the late 1960s.

French extracts available / Ungarian translation available 

French rights sold.

Kastaniotis, 1999, 157 p.

This novel deals with obsession. It is the story of a solitary man and his private, hermetic world constructed from the sense of touch. His world is experienced through his hands and defined through shapes.

A many-layered tale in which the main character is the place. The enclosed, stifling city. Strange and lonely people. A young man travels through glossy magazine photographs while at the same time his beloved sets fire to the bed she had through adolescence. A black-clad woman, entranced like an ancient priestess, frightens passers-by with her wild dancing.

It is extremely important that my motives aren’t misconceived. I never meant to harm anybody.

I didn’t want to cause destruction. It wasn’t my aim to deprive of that which was priceless.

I sought only to liberate from that considered to be of unrivalled perfection. I perceived myself to be offering a gift, an exit, a challenge. I opened the window and saw it glowing, through its electric, orange veil. I was right. It had to fall, no matter what the cost.

The main character of the book bears no name, only the initials: H.K. He remains a teenager.