|Ema Bratislava summer 2011|
Wednesday, June 13, 2018
Saturday, May 19, 2018
I was an Indiana kid, gettin no one in my bed I had your sweet tunes to play I was staring at the map, feeling fire in my head I had your sweet tunes to play I was mean to my dad, cause I was mean to myself I had your sweet tunes to play Stealing smokes in my car, with the windows way down I had your sweet tunes to play I was sittin in the bath, cleaning off the ash But I had your sweet tunes to play And I hated all my friends, I wouldn’t let them in I had your sweet tunes to play On a long desert train, and a knife in my bag I had your sweet tunes to play Under the Market Street Bridge, burning one in my hand I had your sweet tunes to play Your sweet tunes to play Now it’s hard to hear you sing, the crow has lost its wings I got your sweet tunes to play I’m getting older every day, still making the same mistakes I got your sweet tunes to play Either get out or stay in, I won’t let these dark times win We got your sweet tuens to play Your sweet tunes to play
Strand of oaks 'JM'
Posted by andrew hillard at 10:47 PM
Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Thursday, April 5, 2018
Monday, December 11, 2017
|Bratislava WInter 2017|
From my new project "here and now" Marek Moucka and Krispin Izdinsky are part of a new collective of young Slovak film makers who focus on contemporary documentary. Inspired by Dusan Hanak (Pictures of the old world) and Artavazd Pelichian (The End) Filming on 8mm, hand processing and cutting the film.
Posted by andrew hillard at 2:23 PM
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
|the lock opens at Gabcikovo Slovakia|
Bratislava - Belgrade - Seged
Danube - Sava - Danube - Tisza
A two week trip down the Danube to Serbia, the freedom to make whatever I wanted as a way of documenting the trip and a chance to experience something new. I had an evening to decide and the words “It will change your life” from Robert, an Austrian boat fanatic I had just met bouncing around my head. I had crossed the channel on a ferry in 2004 when I first came to Slovakia and many years before that I took a ship from Dacha to Marmaris in Turkey, but neither could compare to travelling down Europe's second largest river, through three countries on a small boat.
Leaving the marina in Bratislava the skies darkened and rain spattered across the windscreen, after a few miles the wind picked up and the boat, due to its flat bottomed design started to thud heavily against the oncoming waves. We were going at full speed as we had limited time to reach the lock at Gabcikovo which would open only one more time that day and it was essential that we pass through in order to continue to our first planned port of call, the city of Gyor in Hungary.
Gabcikovo is the only lock on the Danube between Vienna and Budapest and the river at Baka on the approach is 131m above sea level, at some points the river is higher than the surrounding trees, giving way to strong winds and big waves. As we entered the lock waiting there were a Romanian freighter and a large tourist boat; a floating hotel with its engine running. All this combined to make dangerous conditions as our small boat was tossed around like a toy in the lock. After two failed attempts at trying to moor, we were slammed into the wall of the lock with such force that suddenly I realised our trip could end here, we were running out of time and space, the gate was closing and the water level would soon be changing by 19 meters. It all started to look like disaster when our luck changed and the captain of the Romanian ship shouted for us to pull alongside and throw up a rope. One last chance to turn the boat, I threw the rope, he caught it and we secured against the freighter, saved. It was only then I realised our small drama had played out to an audience of around 70 people gathered on the bridge that crossed the dam, Sunday entertainment for the locals and again those words echoing inside like a ghostly piano melody “this will change your life”.
Posted by andrew hillard at 2:28 PM
Monday, June 26, 2017
Tuesday, June 6, 2017
Is a meditation on loss and the temporary nature of relationships; from dark into light and returning back into darkness.
A long journey and an attempt to find direction and capture a hopeful instinctive reaction to an overwhelming physical and emotional sense of loss and an attempt to find healing in the simple beauty of my surroundings.
The process of looking, feeling, and reacting by taking a photograph was the start of a positive dialogue between myself and life, and as we are so often reflecting on our past or projecting an uncertain future, it became a record of being there in the moment.
Just as in relationships the combination of looking and feeling and deciding is often of more significant importance than that of describing and justifying. The images are not only a representation of my feelings, but they have taken on a greater role in helping me to more understand loss and grief, the patience necessary to start to heal and how precious and momentary is the gift of life.
Posted by andrew hillard at 8:12 AM
Thursday, June 1, 2017
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Friday, May 19, 2017
Escaping the hot afternoon sun
in the shade under some trees
the sound of birds high overhead
something landed next to me
the fragile remnants of a shell
at just that very moment
another life had been born
Posted by andrew hillard at 3:50 PM
Monday, April 17, 2017
Repeated time and time again the book I just finished reading, our lives have their own plan and ultimately our destiny is fixed and can not be altered. We try to shape that which can't be shaped, just as we attempt to deny the undeniable. When we dream of the past, we dream of something dead among the living, we are witness to an event that never was and a memory that will never be understood.
Posted by andrew hillard at 8:30 PM