Yorgos Tsakiris

Yorgos Tsakiris drew the same blank page for forty years, filling it with thin pencil lines that never told a story, just kept the paper company. He left no titles, no dates, just the marks themselves—like a quiet conversation you overhear in a museum hallway. Track down his 1977 untitled drawing in the corner of the Greek pavilion archives; it’s the size of a postcard and feels like holding a held breath.