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Heather Holloway

Producer / Shooter / Editor

The Darkest Hour

Harvest Moon, Brooklin ME Something impish and frisky lives behind the curtain of darkness ; as the moon lies down to sleep and the sun prepares to rise for morning, a vast horizon of beautiful secrets steals out to stretch […]

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But what I really want to do is direct…

Jumping Off The Cliff, Booklin ME I took this photograph on my first morning filming “The Wooden Boat”, a documentary, in Brooklin ME.  The position of the sun, piercing, scorching through barriers – debris burning, obstacles falling – cut the […]

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Red Light Morning

Brooklin ME Up before the sun.  I drive out to Flye Point, walk down to the ocean.  The breeze, bitter, yet refreshing.  The tide, still sleeping, lies quiet.  Moments breathe into water, into gull calls, into blowing sand.  Morning sneaks […]

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Fire Spirit

First match strike of Autumn and the small iron stove crackles and purrs, its orange eyes alive and searing.  Vivid, intensely dancing, it leaps from its cage, swelling and stretching from its long Summer sleep. My home honors its arrival. […]

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Summer, Falling down.

September. I’m once again in Brooklin, ME.  Summer crowds now gone, songbirds having caught the urge to go no longer sing in the surrounding woods, even the tide lulls softer; it’s a good silence, deep and comfortable.  Fog sits over […]

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Morning comes to Tugu

Indonesia Travel Diary Entry 3 Morning, 5am. Tugu Macan, Sumatra, Indonesia. I wake to the mosque’s loud broadcast of morning prayer.  The singer’s deep vocal resonance vibrates through the closed door and stone walls. I lie in a small, hard […]

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“and so into the mythos…”

Indonesia travel diary #2 We’ve arrived at Kerinci Seblat National Park, a UNESCO world heritage site and preserve for the Sumatran Tiger, Rhinoceros and, reportedly, the Orang Pendek – a small, bi-pedal, ape-like creature whose cravings for sugar and tobacco […]

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“On the road through Indo” diary entry 1

We head for the jungle.  Up and up we go on the only road out of Padang toward the village of Tugu Macan. The one lane –  narrow, uneven, mostly made of dirt or stone – has major portions washed […]

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“Tractah Pull” Brooklyn Fair, CT

It’s fair time in New England and the tractor pull (pronounced “tractah”) packs in the crowds. Although growing up in the area and attending my share of small town fairs,  I’ve always avoided the event; watching a tractor pull cement […]

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Hi! Come on in. I invite you to visit the links above and discover more about me, my life and work and what I can do for you. While you’re here take the time to dive into my personal travel […]

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