Born in Cyprus he received his undergraduate degree from London College of Communication, University of The Arts. In 2014 he co-founded OUROBOROS with visual artist Jeremy Carne, where he currently works as Director/Producer - creating music videos, fashion promos, audio/visual installations and performances. In 2016 he initiated RELAPSE collective with Vasiliki Antonopoulou and Dimitrios Michailidis, and is one of the artist/curators.
Video Director & Editor
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King Lamus had gone out, and Lala had only just
returned, for she was taking off her furs as I woke.
I had been covered with blankets. She came an took them off, and told me it was time to go and get
my things from Greek Street and take them to the new rooms which she had engaged for us that morning. Lou, it seemed, was already there; and had fallen
asleep again, said Lala, only a few minutes before she
When I woke, the winter sun was already high. It
streamed upon my face through the glass skylight of
The sensation of waking was itself a
revelation. For months past I had been neither awake
nor asleep ; simply passing from the state of greater to
one of less unconsciousness. But this was a definite
I woke to find Lou fully dressed. She was sitting on
the edge of my bed. She had taken hold of my hand, and her face was bending over mine like a pallid flower.
She saw that I was awake, and her mouth descended
upon mine with exquisite tenderness. Her lips were soft and firm; their kiss revived me into life.
She was extraordinarily pale, and her gestures were
limp and languid. I realised that I was utterly
“I couldn’t sleep at all,” she said, after what seemed a very long time in which I tried to pull myself
together. “My mind went running on like mad — I’ve had a perfectly ripping time — perfectly top-hole! I
simply couldn’t get up till I remembered what that man Feccles said about a hair of the dog. So I rolled
out of bed and crawled across to the H. and took one
little sniff, and sat on the floor till it worked. It’s great stuff when you know the ropes. It picked me up in a minute. So I had a bath, and got these things
on. I’m still a bit all in. You know we did overdo it,
didn’t we, Cockie?”
“You bet,” I said feebly. “I’m glad I’ve got a
“Right-o,” she said, with a queer grin. “It’s time
for your majesty’s medicine.”
She went over to the bureau, and brought me a dose of heroin. The effect was surprising! I had felt
as if I couldn’t move a muscle, as if all the springs of
my nerves had given way. Yet, in two minutes, one
small sniff restored me to complete activity.
There was in this, however, hardly any element of
joy. I was back to my normal self, but not to what
you might call good form. I was perfectly able to do
anything required, but the idea of doing it didn’t
appeal. I thought a bath and a shower would put me
right; and I certainly felt a very different man by the
time I had got my clothes on.
When I came back into the sitting-room, I found
Lou dancing daintily round the table. She went for
me like a bull at a gate; swept me away to the couch
and knelt at my side as I lay, while she overwhelmed
me with passionate kisses.
She divined that I was not in any condition to
“You still need your nurse,” she laughed merrily, with sparkling eyes and flashing teeth and nostrils
twitching with excitement. I saw on the tip of one
delicious little curling hair a crystal glimmer that I knew.
She had been out in the snowstorm!
My cunning twisted smile told her that I was wise
to the game.
“Yes,” she said excitedly, “I see how it’s done
now. You pull yourself together with H. and then
you start the buzz-wagon with C. Come along, put
in the clutch.”
Her hand was trembling with excitement. But on the back of it there shimmered a tiny heap of glistening
I sniffed it with suppressed ecstasy. I knew that it was only a matter of seconds before I caught the contagion
of her crazy and sublime intoxication.