Tag: The Sound We See: Saint Petersburg

File Under: artists, celebration, celery puree with caviar, clementines, eleven pm party start, elf (adorable), Gluklya the Most Generous Host (thanks so much for inviting us!), fireworks, friendships (new and old), laughter (lots), painting, performance, poetry, presents, Prosecco, Pushkin, Putin, smoking, songs (from sentimental to singalong to Sufjan Stevens), sparklers, speeches, staircase (dramatic), Super 8,  tequila + vodka + vodka + vodka, weaving, wee hours, welcome, wild dancing, windows, winter walk, and zzzzzzzzzzz for us at 5 am but the Russians party on…

As regular readers of this blog well know, there are few things we love more than a good flea market. Udelnaya, Russia’s biggest, certainly qualifies. But throw in a fresh snowfall, the Day-Before-New-Year’s-Eve shoppers searching for the perfect last-minute gift, steaming samovars, tasty lamb stew pirozhki, winter coats in every shape and color, communist-era Christmas tree ornaments galore, some seriously powerful pensioners, and Udelnaya goes from Good to A+++ Amazing!

The video projector’s set up, the art’s on the walls, the Christmas tree is decorated, the PA’s arrived, the candy is out, there’s snow in an old pot to cool down the beer and champagne, the seating’s arranged, the coat rack and slippers are waiting… Let’s have a party!!!

The Sound We See: A Saint Petersburg City Symphony premiered on a cold December night to a packed house full of warm hearts. Congrats to Anton, Olga, Anna, Alice, Sophia, Inna, Jonas, Elena, Roman, Evgeniya, Masha, Ilya, Igor, Ilya, Polina, Cynthia, Pavel, Masha, Juliana, Anna, Leda, Polina, Arseny, Anna, Emil, Dinara, Viktoria, Nina, Alexancer, Nastya, Amet, Nikita, Levon, Alexey, Leonid, Valeriya, Anastasia, Lyuda, Egor, Nikita, Natalva, Vasil, Nikita, Victoria, Vitali and Nikita: your images celebrating the creative people and places of your city are poetic, powerful, poignant and political. Hats off to our intrepid musicians Alexey and Sasha for working together for the first time to come up with a stellar score in a mere four days! Big appreciation to Eve’s Rib for hosting, and sharing your passion for feminist art and activism with us. And a super special thanks to CEC Artslink Back Apartment Residency for the generous support and making this project possible. Art CAN bring people and nations together and make this world just a little bit brighter!

Sometimes even the sweetest of sweethearts need to go their separate ways. Known variously around here as Paolo Time, Free Day or just The Solitary Ramble, Paolo heads off to the hinterlands in search of controversial modern landmarks and ice-fishers while Lisa goes literary, exploring the last living quarters (and hat, plus wallpaper) of Dostoyevsky and the first living quarters (and shoes, plus butterflies) of Nabokov. Reunited at the Astoria Hotel for late afternoon tea while a louche version of “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” drones in the background, the best part of being apart is coming back together to compare notes (and photos!) on a grand day apart…

Today a trip to the Moskovy District to check out some serious Soviet architecture and monuments to Lenin and the Siege of Leningrad.

First up, the big Lenin in Ploshchad Moskovskaya (Moscow Square). One of more than 50 Lenin statues sprinkled around the city, this one apparently used to be paired with a big Stalin “but all ‘Man of Steel’ statues were removed a long time ago.” Behind him, the House of Soviets (“the finest example in St. Petersburg of the grandiose monumental architecture of the Stalinist era”) still looms large but how would Lenin feel about facing a giant Christmas Tree adorned with festive pinecones and sets of ice skates?

The House of Soviets was completed in 1941. In early September of that year, the Siege of Leningrad began. It didn’t end until late January of 1944: 872 days. The goal of the Nazis in surrounding the city was to completely destroy it and its citizens; it’s been said that the siege caused the greatest destruction and the largest loss of life ever known in a modern city with over a million and a half people killed due to bombardments as well as the lack of basic necessities such as heat, water and food, especially in the extreme cold of winter. Diary entries from the time detail the horrors–including cannibalism–people experienced in their fight for survival. The Monument to the Heroic Defenders of Leningrad looms impressively out of the landscape at Ploshchad Pobedy (no statues dedicated to the cats who helped save the city; those are located elsewhere…) but what I was most intrigued by was under the ground: the Heartbeat of Leningrad, a metronome ticking that played over loudspeakers and radio that assured people their city was still alive in the bleakest of times. We’d read somewhere that you could still hear the heartbeat in the Museum beneath the monument but alas, it’s closed on Wednesday with the only action around being a small army of snow-shovelers making sure the past remains accessible, seven decades later…

When is Christmas not Christmas? When you’re in Russia, where they follow the Julian calendar for religious holidays which means Christmas here is celebrated January 7. There’s still that festive holiday feeling in the air of course (although it’s really more directed at New Year’s Eve/Day, which became the really big holiday after Christmas was banned post-revolution and Christmas Trees became New Year Trees) but otherwise it’s business as usual so after a meeting with Alexey and Alexander and Lera and Nastya about the SWS soundtrack, what could be more wintery than a visit to the Arctic Museum? There’s a whole wing dedicated to penguins plus enough taxidermy, dioramas, maps, odd ephemera and weird paintings to captivate one for hours. Points off for the fact that aside from one very kickass photo of a woman steering a sled pulled by a passel of reindeer, indigenous people are pretty much entirely excluded from this story of Arctic “discovery” (surprise, surprise). Throw in a snowy stroll down Pushkinskaya, a dog in a sweater, a cat picture frozen in ice, miniature snowmen, coffee in the world’s tiniest cafe, a hoppin’ babushki market, an opening at Borey Art Center and a delicious dinner with Cynthia at Bekitzer and that’s a pretty much a perfect Not Christmas Christmas.

…and to all a good night!