Gillian Hyland: ‘Words_In_Sight’

Words in Sight is a narrative photography series which has been inspired by poems I’ve written over the past decade. The poems captured  my life and emotions in words; I think of the photographs as an interpretation, or a reimagining of those words, which offer a new perspective  on past events.  

I create fictional environments, imaginative and theatrical, in which I emphasise characters’ emotional states by playing with colours, symbols, and aesthetic settings in order to produce an evocative atmosphere. 

I have also, in creating these images, drawn inspiration from the rich literary tradition  of Ireland. Stories help people see life through  the eyes of others; whether the tale is set in  the present day or the distant past, the common emotional threads remain the same, and will  still be relevant tomorrow.
  
The aim of the photographs in Words in Sight is not only to explore my own past experiences, and my sense of self, but to tell a story. 

The images suggest a larger narrative within a single incident; they also attempt to tap into a universal understanding of emotion and experience.  

My work is not about creating a pretty picture; for me it’s the intention that lies beneath  it that is truly worthwhile. I’m drawn to the thinking mind behind the face - the subjects’  eyes holding a story in their gaze; that is what  I aim to capture in my photographs.  

 

DELUSION

What fools are we, lost in our own fantasy With the games we play masking us from today. We are not free, but trapped by who we used to be.
Gloating and doting on our former self, Convinced of our once worth and stealth. We shine the memories of our glory days Like trophies of time, to battle our decline.
What was once banal, is now divine.   Tomorrow’s legends, are but fading memories of today

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DESIRE

It catches you by surprise, The spark that never dies
It burns right to your core And leaves you wanting
Forever more.

 

COPYCAT DOLLS

Fickle followers of fashion Flock to the frilly frock and mock, The very stature that should matter.
Where follies of copycat dollies Prance pristine with glamorous gleam. From day to day, with nothing to say.

 

LOOK AWAY

The eyes never lie you see And yours look dead to me.
There’s no delight upon my sight.
Just the shadow of the day You wished I went away.

 

UNFORGIVEN

The silence lingers sadly on Our beating hearts, together gone
The words once spoken with wine a gust Of insecure feelings, which caused our bust
No more kisses on my cheek Not a word to me, do you speak

 

AWAKENING

In the whispering morning light of day, As your gentle kisses fade silently away You leave me, in every possible way.
Not upon my lips do you so touch But in my mind where you flourish and rush, There the stolen moments of our time Lie precious, and seemingly divine.
Lingering with lust, you lick my memories with blush While in the day, you drift further away.
The poison of my passion keeping me from sin, With no other man feeling worthy, to pass within.

 

THE UNKNOWN

When I think back in time, I’d always thought you’d be mine. Even when I went away, my aching heart with you did stay.
As time passed on and so did I, the memory of you refused to die. Was it fate or fear that made it stay, or my belief in what could be one day?
Only now when words have passed, do I realise that my love did last.
But what could have been is not here now, As I stand alone, to face the unknown.

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