Monday, June 26, 2017

Shadows



Zrkadlo


                                                                                                                                     Dobra Voda              Summer         2017

Monday, June 19, 2017

Kopac


Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Text for exhibition















































The brightest light can cast the deepest shadow

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. 


Andrew Hillard
May 2017

Thursday, June 1, 2017

The tree of life

                                                                                                 Bratislava  Summer    2016




















Help each other.
Love everyone.
Every leaf.
Every ray of light.
Forgive.

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Monday, May 22, 2017

Invitation

Friday, May 19, 2017

Test prints for Vienna


















































I will have my first solo exhibition in Vienna, opening on Saturday 10th June, during Vienna Photobook Festival.

the fruit of some trees can be found in their shade


























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

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

voyager





Monday, April 24, 2017

take me skyward


Monday, April 17, 2017

Cormac

























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.

Monday, April 10, 2017

lietavice

Thursday, March 30, 2017

ambien



Wednesday, March 29, 2017



Spring at Mileticova





Monday, March 27, 2017

Thursday, March 9, 2017

i'm here, but I want to be there

                                                                       Bratislava    2017

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Otto's kitchen window

                                   Bratislava        Feb        2017
























We talked about history, and life. He told me how he first met Miro. We drank filter coffee and laughed at the taste. We swapped recipes for the best way to prepare garlic, wether to crush or chop. He said how at his age, everyday is a gift, and that his brother and sister died much younger many years ago. He pointed to his little finger and said that life is this short. The sun came in through his kitchen windows and lit up the room, and both of us smiled.

Friday, February 24, 2017

Krzysztof Gieraltowski



Krzysztof Gieraltowski
































Today I saw an amazing exhibition of portraits by the Polish photographer Krzysztof Gieraltowski. There were almost 100 portraits, all shot on 35 film, and no two faces or expressions looked the same. He managed to capture the often hidden intensity of a persons interior world in moments that appeared candid and honest.

are they hearts or only shadows?





Thursday, February 23, 2017

collapsed habitats in a permeating darkness

                                             broken light                 Bratislava                 2017

















I want to know how things work, how to fix them when they are broken and when to leave them alone if they can't be fixed.

The Fall









Wednesday, February 22, 2017

nočná mora