At the seashore, one can see waves break powerfully and turn into foam, at once vigorous, effervescent, and fragile, taking shape only to quickly disintegrate Geórgia Kyriakakis, curiously, associates the shapes formed by such foam with those of countries and continents on maps, outlines meant to trace an identity that in reality is never fixed. “Maps are reference,” the artist told me, “but geography itself is never static.”

Armed with this insight, Kyriakakis began to draw the different continents of the world in white crayon on black paper, composing their forms as if they were made of foam.