Dana Kyndrová

“At one moment, the cardinal standing at the balcony said that now we would pray. Everyone on the courtyard had kneeled except for the secret police members who didn’t know what to do. It was completely insane! I took a picture of it and was worried about preserving the film. I ran to hide in St. Vitus cathedral where I pulled the film out and hid it in my stockings. Then I moved to Haštal where the main spiritual event was about to take place but there was hardly anybody there anymore because the main protest was held at Hradčany.”

“While searching for pictures for Masaryk’s collection my mum got to know both President Masaryk’s granddaughters and established contact with them. They were extremely sceptical, didn’t participate in public life or anything. When invited to attend some meeting or the assembly of the Club of Committed Non-Party Members, one of them told my mum: ‚Ms. Kyndrová, neither me nor my sister want to attend because one day it will turn out very badly. Don’t you want to go instead of us?‘ My mum and her sister accepted it and it ended up in faux-pas: everyone thought they were Masaryk’s granddaughters before it was clarified. On 21 August 1968 someone called us at 3 a.m. and my mum immediatelly called Ms. Masaryková who told her: ‚Mrs. Kyndrová, I know it since 11 p.m. It had to end this way.‘ My mum worked in the Orbis publishing house and the editor-in-chief gave an order: ‚Everyone who knows how to shoot, take to the streets. We will make a large collection, it will sell.’ My mum went to take pictures and me and my father were wandering through Prague. He showed me everything and said: ‘Watch and realize.’”

“I took pictures of communist manifestations. The whole totalitarian regime mirrored itself in them. People crouched against the system but then they went to those official events and formally supported it. I saw the substance of the regime’s schizophrenia in this farce. I attended the first communist manifestation in 1973 at Wenceslas Square; I was eighteen years old back then. Since 1974 the manifestations were held at Letná Plain. I would go each and every year to take pictures. It was not that much of an adventure – I rather approached it politically.“

“It was a tedious, boring time. It wasn’t possible to travel abroad much; people became closed in their little worlds. Pavel Štecha for instance made a project about cottages – back then I didn’t see it as anything important but even my parents found satisfaction in caring for an old house in the Polabí region. They were active, always repairing something on it. We would go there and work as slaves.“