Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Ideas can fall into your head sometimes as lines of words and flashes of imagery that are seldom said or seen.
Life moves along regardless of if you join in and take off with it, or try your best to slow it down in an attempt to understand.
Love hits you unexpectedly and its power is overwhelming, it touches your existence with such delicate fingers as it finds all your strengths and weaknesses.
Inspiration is a flower that if you are really lucky blooms for you once in a lifetime.
Posted by andrew hillard at 4:36 PM
Thursday, June 2, 2016
A certain kind of song saddens and beautifies life with its courage and truth and longing.
Just as we are more than the sum of our years, some songs are much more than melody and words.
And they are like a trigger for memory to seduce us with.
Posted by andrew hillard at 5:29 PM
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Monday, May 23, 2016
Reading the book “Dylan on Dylan” today I came across an interview Bob made with Sam Shepard called “the short life of trouble” for esquire magazine. In the interview Bob talks about his influences among them Woody Guthrie, Hank Williams and James Dean and he also talks about the near fatal motorcycle accident he had in Woodstock in 1966.
Posted by andrew hillard at 10:32 PM
Sunday, May 22, 2016
Thursday, May 19, 2016
Sunday, May 15, 2016
Saturday, May 7, 2016
Friday, May 6, 2016
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
I woke up this morning and was thinking about time, with all its depth and dimension and how it doesn't do much to explain its passing. It can be a year or ten or more but only in our mind did things ever exist like they did and even at that they probably didn’t. Counting years or looking back just proves we cant really explain anything and even though things probably all happen for a reason, that maybe we one day find out, as time passes they start to fade and that seems to me the saddest part of all.
Posted by andrew hillard at 7:44 AM
Monday, April 25, 2016
Friday, April 15, 2016
I walked up the old stone steps from Zrinskeho to Myjavska today, a route I took many times when I lived on Svetla. I like this neighbourhood with its crumbling old buildings and overgrown trees, the older houses possess a magic that outshines the new glass boxes that money has built in the past decade. I remembered almost skipping down the steps of a summer evening on my way into town to meet friends, the blossoms from the numerous bushes and trees filling the air with their sweet fragrance and also the slow heavy paced journey home several hours later smiling under a starlit sky.
It was to photograph trees and maybe a bit of nostalgia that took me up the steps today. I saw the tree branch poking out of a 10 metre wall at the top of Myjavska, so I leaned against the wall and pointed the camera up, and at that very moment the aeroplane flew over. It made me feel happy, that journey has given me another nice memory and confirmed to me that you can't plan moments, they just happen, and all we can do is appreciate them.
Posted by andrew hillard at 5:55 PM
Tuesday, April 12, 2016
trees make the experience of living in the city more beautiful
they stand like natures reminder of all that we are missing
and even if it is only the shade they provide on a hot day
or shelter from a sudden rain storm
they all bear some kind of fruit
Posted by andrew hillard at 3:45 PM