Lifting blankets

The next week was filled with growth, us as human beings improving communication on many levels with a group of people that is not easy at times to interact with, our knowledge base concerning cultures/ ways of living,  the power of opinions, prejudice and how your own thoughts shape the world around you. Nothing new about those topics but seeing them in real life together with a minority that mostly lives well under European standards makes you question them in a different light. 

On our second day we visited Lunik IX again, this time with our cameras. We heard about other photographers/ journalist coming here on a regular basic so the last thing we wanted to do is creating an atmosphere where the people here feel like they’re in a zoo. Respect and dignity. Therefore we didn’t just start taking pictures, we talked first, had a look around and started thinking of how we can capture the atmosphere in an honest way. Many people from the day before recognised us, not long after we got there we noticed that it was a holiday for the Roma, a day to listen to loud music and enjoy themselves. Obviously the two of us were easy to spot, within half an hour most people that didn’t know us from the day before knew some white guys with cameras were here. A few men, clearly in charge of the music, waved to come to them, we obliged and walked, with our drop of constantly changing children that followed us right from the start, towards what seemed like the community center. On the second floor of that building which was looking over the main square was the music area, two massive speakers surrounded by a bunch of men. First things first we got invited to have shoots of vodka, can’t really say no, down they went. A few jokes later we started taking portraits of several people and promised to bring print outs the next day. 

“Alles klar?” , I looked around looking at a middle age men smiling, thats how we met Marek. He is in charge of the music whenever there is something to celebrate and we heard that he even records some songs, plays guitar and piano, and even better talks some German. It turned out to just be a few words but it was the best communication so far, quickly he invited us to his flat, it was in one of the two blocks that had running water. We talked as much about the situation in Lunik as the language barrier permitted, got offered coffee and they were happy to be in front of the camera.  

After Marek showed us around the area and took us to a look out spot nearby from where you could see most of Lunik. He told us some pretty horrible stories about the destinies of some unfortunate families. 

We continued returning each day talking to different families and returning to ones we had seen before. Slowly we started understanding the dynamic about living here and that even the community within wasn’t as strongly weaved as thought, a sense of true compassion for their peers living besides them seemed to be missing however the family bond was strong. It didn’t seem like anyone had to go hungry.

On our last day we got a great insight through an interview with a resident, she lived there for 17 years and has seen many changes. In general she says, it improved. The population in Lunik decreased rapidly in the last 10 years which made the living quality better. Many of them moved to England, Belgium or the Netherlands for better opportunities getting work. Entering some of the apartments we actually were surprised as they looked immenlsly better than thought by looking at the run down blocks with missing windows in the stairways.

The interview was made possible through the translation of the community centre which was situated directly in Lunik, half funded by the European Union and the other half by the city itself. Martin was our contact person, he needed some serious convincing to help us even though we are reaching out for the same people, trying to spread the story of how it is living in Lunik as well as brightening up the everyday life of people living at times a dull, unspectacular lifestyle that screamed melodies of wanted change and passed opportunities. It felt like Martin was missing grit, little internal drive to keep on trying implementing change in this world where appreciation for his work was little. We had a talk with a women who lived at Lunik for the last 17years, she told us about great change in the number of people living here, 7000 down to 3500, that the school inside Lunik is looked down upon as a special needs school where they play more then learn. Two living blocks that the city deemed unsafe to live in where closed down, most people moved into other neighbourhoods but the once that wanted to stay close to their family build tiny sheds just outside Lunik. Very poor living conditions, especially in winter has even lead to the death of children due to cold. 

Already before this interview we got invited into many houses, made friends and also had to prove ourself in front of angry young men. We witnessed great housing initiatives to give families a kick start and give them the chances they deserve. 

ETP Slovensko has set up a micro loan project to give the families and small kickstart, building of the houses is done mostly by the families themselves with occasional help by a builder which leaves the cost much lower. In Rankovce a program is in place were local women create handbags and sustainable wood chip blocks for income. 

In the end we noticed, once again, how all of us sit in the same boat, some have a rougher journey then others, ride waves as big as abandoned housing blocks that with their falling stones of aging decay close the barrels of life till it all collapses on you, but some, ride it out, stick up to their fears and can’t does to defy expectations, they create their own reality through actions and thoughts. We are hopeful for the future of Lunik, we are hopeful for this world being able to straighten up from injustice and unsustainable ways of living, but it won't happen by itself, the change has to start from within ourselves. Lets make it happen.