SURVIVAL TABLECLOTH

‘’When the war broke out, I was not at home in Kyiv, I was working on the opening of P. Horytsvit museum in Kryvorivnia, planned for March 1. We did not open the museum and I went to Lviv, tothe apartment of my friends’ friends; sometimes the previous tenant’s acquaintances would come to the apartment to get some things. perhaps as aid for a displaced person, I was given a tablecloth. It was old, with yellow marks, with handmade embroidery, and I didn't need it at all. The tablecloth caused anguish and associations with blockade and famine. That evening was the most difficult one: I was in someone else's apartment, I was safe and could not save anyone. From my past, the only thing I had left was a backpack with my things in it; I did not pack it as my emergency survival bag. After a while, I laid out all the items I am going through the war with on the tablecloth. The survival tablecloth.’’

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