Tereza Kozinc, Klavdij Sluban / 7AM

A photographer and a photographer, a mother and a father; two photographers, two parents. Two photographic writings record the arrival and flowering of their son. They record the velvet in everyday life.

Fragments of memory:

​“Diapers. Sore nipples. Cramps. Sleep deprivation. A year of waking up every three hours. The dictatorship of a “happy” birth. A happy family, Dad, Mom, a baby. Pampers dictatorship. Antenatal classes. First lesson dental care. We swap messages on a piece of paper. Cesarean section. We pass each other the scrap of paper. We smirk, careful not to be spotted by the teacher. Pancakes on Sunday mornings. Morning rituals. Bleeding in the middle of the night. In an ambulance. A month and a half before the due date.

Martin is born at 07:07, on 17 July, infant ID bracelet 2777. I’m looking at him, I’m speaking to him. They saved our lives.

Bring my camera to the maternity hospital for me.

The pond. The marshes. Bajdi. Running. Laughter. Let’s ride a bike. Mossy forests and red dandy horse. Mom’s little sunshine. Grandma’s little sunshine.

The family album. The need to take pictures. Let’s go for a ride. It’s snowing. Lipoglav village or Toško čelo hill ? I crave the woods. The price of film has risen again.

We’ve been taking photos since the conception, already in Paris, without a plan. But the photo series keeps building up, the camera lying between a hat and a backhoe loader.

A broken arm. Spiral fracture of the femur. Back in the ambulance. Papa’s on a plane. Mom, give me your hand. White coffee and powdered milk. Concrete mixer truck. Grand caca de Šiška. Joli pipi de Paris. Papa is coquin. Mom is coquine.”

Language: English, French
Size: 16,5 x 20,5 cm
Binding: hardcover
Publisher: IIKKI, 2023