What "Death in Venice" is in the books of Thomas Mann, "The Street Sculptor" is in the books of Augustos Korto. Only Augustos Korto does not choose Venice - to sink into the waters, in the fog - but a street of the city, amidst the dust and heat, covering the face of a worker - street sculptor.
Trembling hands, coffees filling the busy street, waters evaporating in the sun, and chairs where one collapses - in repetitions - so as not to speak to what one sees. Fear, sin, prohibitions of our miserable life? Augustos Korto, from his city, Thessaloniki, sends us his new book, a hymn to chemical poisoning - love, like a musical composition, against destruction, against violence. In the ugliness that overflows the world.
[Excerpt from the text on the back cover of the edition]
