Maya Tsamprou

The confused memories of having once stood and the dizzy hope to get up again.

Sunday afternoon. The best time to install the new automatic home security system. All I need is my magnifying glass so I can read the manual. But where the hell have I put him?

A little post-apocalyptic dream.

5+1 images for the absurdity of the struggle. A collective production.

Three criminals posing as inspectors target a collector rumored to own Tiberius's orgy coins. Trapped inside his house, they're forced to confront a hidden crime. Cyclops is a surreal descent into guilt, vision, and judgment.