https://jeron.org/echoes/ 2026-05-01T08:27:29+00:00 https://jeron.org/echoes/ https://jeron.org/echoes/lib/exe/fetch.php?media=wiki:dokuwiki.svg text/html 2025-03-27T08:19:41+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=comments&rev=1743063581&do=diff Got an interesting photo, ideas or an AR object you want to share? Toss it up here! No fuss—just upload, leave a comment, check out what others are posting, and jump into the conversation. Feel free to edit this page ... no worries, all versions saved text/html 2025-05-07T08:00:34+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=minotaur_of_metaxourgio&rev=1746604834&do=diff The Minotaur of Metaxourgio Nobody saw it arrive, not clearly. A half-shadow, half-structure thing that emerged from the cracked underbelly of the city, where the ancient clay pipes met the forgotten storm drains. Locals called it O Μινώταυρος, though no horse ever birthed this creature. Its lower half was a tangle of corroded piping and sewer tendrils, its upper body fused with concrete, rusted rebar for ribs, and skin like tar-soaked marble. It didn’t gallop—it slithered through overflow tunn… text/html 2025-03-17T14:22:16+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=opencall&rev=1742221336&do=diff 🔹 Join Us for a Participatory VR/AR Workshop in Metaxourgeio! 🔹 We’re excited to announce that Karl Heinz Jeron's proposal has been selected from our Call for Artists, and we will implement it as an interactive, hands-on workshop! 📅 Drop-in Sessions: 📍 Thursdays, 18:00-20:00 on ➡ 27/03, 03/04, 10/04, 01/05, and 08/05 📍 Location: Communitism, Katerinis 10, Votanikos text/html 2025-05-07T08:44:39+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=shaklyn_s_loop&rev=1746607479&do=diff Shaklyn’s Loop By day, Metaxourgio’s facades pretend: art cafés, cultural hubs, gallery pop-ups in buildings whose backs collapse into dust. But after midnight, when the streetlights flicker and the cats go silent, the real residents begin to stir. Not people. Not anymore. In the hollow shell of a neoclassical building, roof collapsed and fig tree growing through its old marble staircase, something buzzed softly—a frequency too low for human ears. A blinking signal, ancient and patient. A reply… text/html 2025-07-01T10:40:41+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=start&rev=1751366441&do=diff Welcome to Echoes of Emptiness, an augmented reality experience for the Heriscope project *Echoes of Emptiness* transforms abandoned spaces into interactive, hybrid environments using augmented reality (AR) sculptures. By placing posters with QR codes at selected sites, visitors can unlock and interact with digital objects, reimagining these forgotten spaces as dynamic centers for community engagement and speculative futures. This web-based AR experience fosters creative exploration, dialogue,… text/html 2025-05-07T08:09:29+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=the_algorithm_sleeps_here&rev=1746605369&do=diff The Algorithm Sleeps Here Lena is expecting texture, grit, poetry, maybe the ghosts of resistance. What she got was a flat that smelled like vanilla-scented cleaner and capitalist erasure. The Airbnb was immaculate in that uncanny way: IKEA couch, fake vintage radio, dusty stack of books in English no one had opened. On the fridge, a QR code promised authentic local recommendations curated by digital nomads. Lena winced. She had lived in Athens once, years ago—before “Metaxourgio” became a hash… text/html 2025-05-07T07:56:03+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=the_allegory_of_the_basement&rev=1746604563&do=diff The Allegory of the Basement Graffiti bleeds onto rusted shutters and fig trees claw through concrete, an old neoclassical building awaits. It had no tenants, only whispers. Locals said it once housed a printing press, or a school, or a piano factory, but the truth had blurred with time, like the faces on the peeling movie posters still clinging to the walls. One night, under the amber flicker of a broken streetlight, a philosophy student named Nilos ducked through the loose boards and entered.… text/html 2025-05-07T08:14:38+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=the_building_that_waits&rev=1746605678&do=diff The Building That Waits (inspired by Maria Eichhorn's concepts of unowned property and legal time) At 21 Iasonos a building refuses to be known. It has no owner, no lease, no tax ID. The sun hits it like any other structure, but the law moves around it—like water around a stone. Anna first noticed it because it didn’t appear on her real estate app. She’d been doom-scrolling listings, watching the prices climb like mold. Rooftop terraces, minimalist renovations, “artsy industrial shells.” But … text/html 2025-05-15T07:27:38+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://jeron.org/echoes/doku.php?id=the_pink_gemstone&rev=1747294058&do=diff The Pink Gemstone The building on Paramithias Street looked like any other derelict structure, graffiti-scrawled walls, rusted balconies. It was the pink diamond that had everyone whispering. Some claimed it was never real. Others swore they'd seen it glint under the rubble on a moonless night. Rumor had it that it was once owned by a jeweler, who’d hidden it in a column before fleeing the Nazis. And like all good legends, it had a number: thirty million. When the performance art collective re…