As a young man, Gerasimos Floratos had no intention of spending the rest of his life in his family’s deli in the heart of Manhattan. He wanted to be an artist, and not knowing exactly what that meant, he began to teach himself to cross the threshold of painting.
A lifelong Times Square resident, Floratos focused on what was around him: the raw reality of a mythical place that he knew inside out. In the great din of screams, sirens and love songs, the artist tried to isolate the deep silence beyond the noise.
Moving like a tightrope walker in a precarious balance above the abyss of existence, Gerasimos Floratos explores a psychological place that cannot be found in any tourist map or guidebook. It is his New York City, a place of contradictions and absurdities.