Stefan Norblin: An Artist Comes Home
The largest single collection of Polish art is not in Poland, but in India. A special exhibit brings it home, at least for a visit, attracting thousands of visitors to a visual feast.
The largest single collection of Polish art is not in Poland, but in India. A special exhibit brings it home, at least for a visit, attracting thousands of visitors to a visual feast.
Exquisitely graceful prose and a powerful story make Edward Herzbaum’s journals read like a novel, a timeless telling of the years 1939-1945.
It’s only been since my father’s generation has begun to pass away that I’ve come to recognize that their stories are the richest part of my inheritance…
– Andrew J. Borkowski
Krysia Jopek’s story of a gentle family uprooted by people who rearrange borders without hearing the gunshots or seeing the victims.
Recovery following a near fatal stroke unlocks memories buried for more than 50 years, which Marian Kołodziej renders into pen and ink drawings covering several rooms of his Labyrinth in the town of Harmęże, Poland. Ron Schmidt’s brilliant film allows you to enter that labyrinth, alone and in silence.
Could one say about the years that Polish soldiers spent in Scotland: they were the best of times, they were the worst of times?
Private Wojtek really was a member of the Polish II Corps, saw action at Monte Cassino, Ancona and Bologna. As one Italian newspaper put it: Wojtek l’orso che libero l’Italia. Wojtek now has a monument in Edinburgh and in Poland. Rome, anyone?
A 16th century mayor of Warsaw was a Scottish immigrant. In the 1940s, and again this century, Scotland has welcomed Poles. Time to renew this “auld acquaintance… for auld lang syne.”
By the time the Scots and the Poles renewed their acquaintance during World War II, “the Poles often began by assuming that the Scots were a sort of English… and the Scots in turn by assuming that Poles were a sort of Russian.” A temporary misunderstanding that soon led to a solid friendship.
The greatest scientist of the last century is celebrated on the 100th anniversary of her second Nobel Prize.
Artists from Europe, America, Australia and Asia try to capture the essence of Tadeusz Borowski’s stories from Auschwitz published in 1948. But can art capture the essence of Auschwitz?
If you can’t say it, and you can’t spell it, can you remember it?
Aquila Polonica’s beautiful new edition of the 1942 classic is attracting attention not only as a “real time” tour de force, but it’s filling a great need. No less a magazine than the Atlantic Monthly, or Flying Magazine for that matter, wonder why they never knew about these heroic Polish airmen.