Today, I thought of Vienna.
Remembered myself, moving through the Albertina,
Between the ribcage frames.
Considered the concept of having one’s finger on the pulse.
How that is not the actual heart, but merely proof of its existence.
Much in the way that a frame can tell us,
Art lives within.
Today, I thought of Santorini.
Watched a panorama of its white walls and blue rooftops in an effort to appease
The part of me that needs to leave.
Remembered looking out to sea from beneath the shelter of a restaurant canopy,
And the prospect of sailing.
Tonight, in Balbriggan, I came upon what seemed an ode to Greece;
A ruin of Santorini hues,
A portico to our sea views –
No prospect of sailing.
Beneath the viaduct,
I’d found my frame,
And knew my heart was beating.
By Emma Hynes
This image and story are part of a project I have devised called There Are No Fixed Stars, my creative response to living with COVID-19 restrictions. On 22 October 2020, Ireland’s highest level of protective measures was invoked nationwide for a period of six weeks. Starting on that date, and continuing for the duration, I plan to capture a new image each day, and write a piece inspired by it. You’ll find links below to all pieces published so far. The only restrictions are that I take the photograph and write the text within this timeframe. To receive these daily posts to your inbox, you can subscribe by hitting the follow button to the right, and entering your email address. They will also be posted to my Instagram, Twitter and Facebook profiles; I may even read a selection on my YouTube channel. You can follow or subscribe to any of those at the links below. In a time when variety, stimulation and spontaneity are inhibited, my hope is that anyone who chooses to view or read these pieces might feel that they can travel while standing still, and that they might find something new in the today with the promise of more tomorrow.
YouTube: Emma Hynes
There Are No Fixed Stars
Day One – A Creative Response to Now
Day Two – Suspension
Day Three – From the Perspective of the Dahlia
Day Four – The Writer at Dawn
Day Five – Beneath the Viaduct