I was born in January 1934 in Budapest and for the first few years I was brought up as a Roman Catholic as my parents converted to Catholicism in the mistaken belief that it would save us from persecution. Many people did the same at the time.
In 1941 my father was sent to a camp in NE Hungary where he, with hundreds of others were made to build airfields etc. and I did not see him for 3 years.
GULAG You and I are partners We tap on the wall of all souls Extracting hope from threads of bare hands And broken hearts The grim sardonic faces of unloved men Exacted their loss on us Joined…
One picture is named The Righteous (canvas, oil, 50х60), and other the Death Quartet (canvas, oil, 50х60).
1964/a, 1964/b, 1964/c, 1964/d
Planned events will highlight the remarkable courage the Swedish businessman showed when in July 1944, at age thirty-one, he accepted a diplomatic appointment to go to Budapest, Hungary to confront the ruthless Nazi death machinery. By the time of Wallenberg’s arrival…