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“My son was born in January, two months earlier than expected due to a sudden pregnancy complication, preeclampsia. [...] We first experienced the mother-child bond filled into bottles. Taking photos of the milk bottles gave me some comfort even in the darkest periods, by taking me out of the grim reality of the hospital for a moment.”
I would like to express my gratitude to the doctors and nurses working at the NICU of Szent János Hospital, who healed us with their knowledge, sacrificial work, and loving human gestures. I dedicate this series to them.
Lajos Csontó: Dog Year
“This material is a kind of lyrical documentation of my recovery from the operation, and it comprises my own texts written over the three months of my convalescence, and the images taken during this time with my phone, capturing my memories. The texts unfold from the religious practice of prayer expressing petition, request, and gratitude.”
I am indescribably grateful to the doctors and nurses of the Heart and Cardiovascular Center on Városmajor Street and the Balatonfüred State Heart Hospital for their efforts and compassion in helping me through the three most difficult months of my life. I thank them tremendously.
Enikő Hodosy: Available Light
“About a year ago, I started meditating regularly, and it has fundamentally transformed my worldview. By immersing myself in my own thoughts and mind, I managed to bring some deep-rooted problems to the surface and put them into words, which helped me to readjust my inner world.”
Gergely Szatmári: Bellin, Hamburg, Augustenhof
“The images of this series present turning points, cataclysms in the life of a smaller community. The pictures reflect on the cyclic nature of the events by highlighting embraces, touches, gazes, and gestures. The bittersweet depiction of grief, joy, and acceptance creates a sense of ambivalence.”
Éva Szombat: Tutti Frutti
“I am over thirty years old, and my childhood is back in fashion. Tamagotchis are coming back, Buffalo shoes are not only worn by clubbers, and the 3310 [phone] is the new 3210. A new youth is rising, and they have no memory of Sándor Friderikusz’s jackets. In my series, I explore items stuck here from the 1980s and 1990s.”
Part of the series was supported by the Creative Arts Grant of the Photography Board of the National Cultural Fund of Hungary (NKA).