Christina is a photojournalist for Revolutionary Media.
Share via Email The children confined to Bjelave orphanage had suffered terribly — both because of the war, and from neglect and abuse. It is more than 20 years since I first arrived in Sarajevo in late summer The destruction in the city was jaw-dropping: This was city-wide destruction — a lateth-century Dresden or Stalingrad.
The Bosnian war had ended in and Sarajevo was enjoying its long-awaited peace. It was a time for simple pleasures. Anxieties about the future, unemployment, PTSD and rebuilding their city would come later. Sunday outing, Sarajevo, Photo by Edina Hrnjic aged In I set up a darkroom using donated equipment from Scotland and started a small photo class in the basement of the orphanage.
I taught the children, aged six to 16, basic photography techniques — shooting with 35mm SLR film cameras, developing their films and printing.
There were no themed assignments or teaching of preconceived notions of what photography was, and the language barrier would not allow for the teaching of technicalities. It was intended to be a creative outlet for children who had experienced an intense period of trauma during the war.
But equally it had to be easy, it had to be fun Chris Leslie The children from the orphanage and surrounding neighbourhood ran around their playgrounds and streets documenting anything that came into their viewpoint. They had free rein to photograph what they saw and what they wanted to capture.
They photographed friends, strangers, destruction, peace-keeping soldiers, old ladies nosing out of windows, dogs in the park, street scenes, shopkeepers. I ran the project voluntarily for three consecutive summers before training up one of the local students, Edina Hrnjic, to take over and run the project for the younger children.
Most of the photographs taken by these young people lay forgotten as negatives for more than 20 years and have only now been developed and scanned. The photographs show an honest and unique perspective on a Sarajevo that no longer exists.
Its war-scarred buildings have been repaired and huge shopping malls and skyscraper apartments now fill the skyline. She lived in the same neighbourhood as Bjelave orphanage and frequently helped out with the younger children.
Today she works in microfinance as a marketing manager. When the photo project was set up, she saw it as something special that she was lucky to be involved in.
As a young child, she says, her experiences of war had been better than those of peace. The years after the war we really struggled — we had to wear old clothes that were too small for us. These were the worst moments for me. I was not aware that the photographs could be made by our hands.
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