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KINONIKO EKAV, with the help of the photographer Christina Vazou, starts an effort to collect digital cameras in order to be used by the children of the hospitality structures in the photography workshop that we are preparing.
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The photographer Christina Vazou has undertaken a program of participatory photography in the 3 structures of unaccompanied minors of the organization "KINONIKO EKAV".
"Kids are excited and are already getting used to my own DSLRs and compact digital cameras."
In this context, we are looking for other digital cameras to enable more members of a team to take pictures at the same time.
Το Κοινωνικό ΕΚΑΒ με τη βοήθεια της φωτογράφου Χριστίνας Βάζου, ξεκινάει μια προσπάθεια για την συλλογή ψηφιακών...Read More...
Friday 25th September. Six children from the Structure of unaccompanied minors Nefeli 1 visit the temple of Poseidon in...Read More...
A preventive examination for coronavirus was performed on Thursday, September 3rd, at the Unaccompanied Minors Structure...Read More...
His frightened eyes make me a strong impression. Syrian, 18 years old, blonde. He does not seem to be made to withstand the harshness of the refugee. And he could not bear it… We met him in the garden of the psychiatric hospital. For a while he ignored us, he does not look at us… Slowly he gets discouraged, he starts speaking, first in Arabic then he says some words in English… He had three months to communicate! I left with the feeling that I had accomplished something important that day.
My mind is haunted by paraplegic children. Their voice is quiet, their contact with the outside world is non-existent, and their preoccupation with something creative is absent. The family is often supportive, but isolated. The refugee has exhausted them and support is necessary. When the day is over and I am alone, I wonder how they can endure all this misery.