There was a man in the Kharkiv of my childhood. He lived very centrally, somewhere in the numerous green courtyards right off the city’s main square (if I remember correctly). His name sounded like sand on a windy beach: Efim Isaakovich.
What happens when a scholar of memory faces her own past?
Now, I take up the 2015 Einstein Fellowship at the Einstein Forum in Potsdam, Germany — with a rather personal (and rather mysterious) research project I will soon blog about.
Podcast from our Columbia University panel (part of Kharkiv: City of Ukrainian Culture conference) is now available. There were three panels: focusing on the Kharkiv Romantic school, the 1920-1930s, and the post-Soviet period. Mine was the last one.
While I come up an overdue update piece for this blog, here’s a conference announcement:
Please join us on March 12-13 at Columbia University for a conversation about “Kharkiv: City of Ukrainian Culture”. It is free and open to the public.
The shelf life of rumors is longer than their expiration date. The date passes, but no one sighs with relief. Predicted events do not take place, but in expired time, where there is no past, things cannot become the past: they do not depart and die. They get stored inside the mind as if they did happen, as facts. The number of times attacks and takeovers were heralded is the number of times they occurred. — an essay by Andrei Krasniashchikh
As promised, some thoughts on recent events in Ukraine — and the transformations they have brought about.
We, the Russian writers of Kharkiv, want our voices to be heard: we speak Russian freely, at work and outside of work, with Ukrainian colleagues as well. In any case, existing national or linguistic issues should not be used as a reason for military intervention.
This autumn I deliberately avoided adding any posts about the Maidan to this blog. There is a lot of information out there already, overwhelming in both amount and scope. But the existing online sources, I noticed after a while, tend to be Kiev-oriented, for obvious reasons. So I asked the writers of Kharkiv if there’s anything…
To mark this week’s historic migration to WordPress from my Old Blog on Cambridge’s Timescape servers, here is one of Kharkov / Kharkiv’s unknown monuments: a memorial to the city’s zoo animals who survived (or perished during) the War.