Showing posts with label Elena. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Elena. Show all posts
June 1, 2015
Box Seat
St. Petersburg (then Leningrad), Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, 1966. My paternal Grandmother Tatjana's younger sister, the actress Elena, wrote, "A film about the life of the past century. I am at the theater, sitting in a box seat, watching a performance. The woman who is sitting next to me I cut off. I am wearing [your] jabot. This photograph was taken in the second half of December, not long before the blows."
Perhaps Elena refers to this when she mentions "the blows."
Thanks to my friend, D, for translating the inscription on this photo.
April 15, 2015
A Different Angle
Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, June 6, 1969. Elena, one of the two younger sisters of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, writes, "To Tanjusha, my dear sister."
This photo was one of three publicity shots Elena sent to Tatjana.
Thanks to my friend D for translating the text from Russian to English.
March 17, 2015
January 24, 2015
A Closer Look (Part 18)
Tambov, Russia, 1910 or 1911. This is my paternal Grandmother Tatjana's younger sister, Elena. She was 12 years old when she sat for this photo. Here's the original post.
Elena's embroidered dress matches the one her sister Natasha wore that day.
Labels:
1910,
A Closer Look,
bows,
Elena,
melancholy eyes,
Russia,
Russian Revolution,
Tambov,
Tatjana
November 8, 2014
Exchanging Portraits (Part 38)
May 29, 2014
Publicity Portrait
Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, November 6, 1969. Elena, one of the two younger sisters of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, writes, "To Tanusha, my little sister.* I am posing in costume. This is how I earn money. I am living the life of a widow."
Thanks again to my friend, D, for translating the text from Russian to English.
*[My paternal Grandmother was the eldest of six children; Elena must refer to Tatjana's size, not her age.]
September 14, 2013
"You ask: How do I live?"
After
I posted this
photo of my paternal Grandmother's sister, Elena
(the actress),
I found an
envelope of letters
and photos
Elena had sent to Tatjana in the late 1950s and 1960s.
Earlier I had wondered whether Elena ever married or had a family. This photo—and what Elena wrote on the back of it—provides more information:
January 7, 1960
My own Tanjusha, I want to send you my own portrait as well, but I haven’t had my photo taken in a long time.
I am sending you a photo of me and my husband taken six months before his death. I was trying to restore his health—
But death is implacable, he is in the grave
And for the widow there is inconsolable grief…
( This is my own
poem.)
You ask: How do I live? It is already the third year since I buried my husband, but I am still grieving and sad.
I am alone; my son is working in the north. This increases my melancholy and grief—I describe my feelings in poetry.
I spent the summer in a suburb of Leningrad at a dacha. My son was with me for a month and a half, and then I was living there alone. Now I am again living in the city apartment. In January my son will come to see me again. As for my health, I can’t complain. I sleep well and have a good appetite. I receive a good pension, and in addition my son helps me.
I kiss you warmly, my dear. I often remember you as you were when we were growing up. I remember. I love you. Deeply loving you.
Earlier I had wondered whether Elena ever married or had a family. This photo—and what Elena wrote on the back of it—provides more information:
January 7, 1960
My own Tanjusha, I want to send you my own portrait as well, but I haven’t had my photo taken in a long time.
I am sending you a photo of me and my husband taken six months before his death. I was trying to restore his health—
* *
* * *
I so wanted my
beloved to live…But death is implacable, he is in the grave
And for the widow there is inconsolable grief…
Why did this
happen? Why?
For I loved my
husband very dearly.
I look at his
portrait. It is deaf and dumb,
I am left alone—a
broken-off branch.
* *
* * *
You ask: How do I live? It is already the third year since I buried my husband, but I am still grieving and sad.
I am alone; my son is working in the north. This increases my melancholy and grief—I describe my feelings in poetry.
I spent the summer in a suburb of Leningrad at a dacha. My son was with me for a month and a half, and then I was living there alone. Now I am again living in the city apartment. In January my son will come to see me again. As for my health, I can’t complain. I sleep well and have a good appetite. I receive a good pension, and in addition my son helps me.
I kiss you warmly, my dear. I often remember you as you were when we were growing up. I remember. I love you. Deeply loving you.
Ljalja
Thanks
to my dear friend D for translating the text from Russian to English.
Labels:
1960,
actress,
aging,
death,
Elena,
Family,
fear,
Grandma's Photos,
Marriage,
poetry,
Russia,
Russian Soviet Socialist Republic,
sad,
Soviet Union,
Tatjana,
work,
writing
June 5, 2013
Reading Spots
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard from the city of Tambov, where my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived.
April 22, 2013
An Ordinary Day
Suburban Chicago, 1963. My paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, sits at the kitchen table after cooking dinner. I wonder if she struck this pose so that she'd have a good snapshot to send to her sisters, who lived in the Soviet Union.
April 7, 2013
It's Sunday; take a walk in the park.
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard from the city of Tambov, where my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived.
January 25, 2013
Memories are a joy.
Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, November 6, 1969. Elena, one of the two younger sisters of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, writes, "To Tanjusha, my dear sister. I love you as I loved you in childhood. I am 67 years old, and I am working as a model. I am living the life of a widow. I remember everything … Mama, Papa, our brothers. Memories are a joy. I kiss you warmly."
Thanks to my friend, D, for translating the text from Russian to English.
January 14, 2013
The traffic is still light.
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard from the city of Tambov, where my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived.
November 2, 2012
Traffic is light.
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard from Tambov, where my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived.
September 8, 2012
Repurposed
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard from Tambov, where my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived. It looks like a former church has been repurposed; the postcard identifies this building as a "music school."
August 23, 2012
Foot Traffic
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. Here is another Soviet-era postcard that depicts the city in which my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, lived.
August 20, 2012
Same Role
Moscow, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, December 1966. This is another photo of my paternal Grandmother's sister, the actress Elena, in her role in a film about Russian factory life. The action takes place in 1901. Soviet filmmakers usually cast Elena in the role of an aritsocrat.
Thanks to my friend D for translating the narrative on the back of this photo for us.
July 19, 2012
Postcard from Home
Tambov, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1958. This Soviet-era postcard shows an image of the hometown of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana. One of Tatjana's sisters sent the image to her.
June 13, 2012
Aging
Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, August 1963. Elena, a sister of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana, writes, "A keepsake for dear Tanjusha. I am 61-1/2 years old. I am already a gray-haired old woman."
Thanks to my friend, D, for translating the text from Russian to English.
April 17, 2012
A New Role
Moscow, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, December 1966. My paternal Grandmother's sister, the actress Elena, tackles a role about factory life in 1901, in pre-revolutionary Russia.
Thanks to my dear friend D for translating the narrative on the back of this photo for us.
April 1, 2012
This is an old photo, but it's not *that* old.
Elena, one of the two younger sisters of my paternal Grandmother, Tatjana was an actress in the Soviet Union.
Here's another snapshot of Elena, in character:
Moscow, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1966. Elena writes, " A film about the life of Rus’ [Old Russia] in the sixteenth century. I am an aged mother. I am awaiting the warriors who were to return after a battle for Rus’."
Thanks to my dear friend D for translating the text from Russian to English.
Here's another snapshot of Elena, in character:
Moscow, Russian Soviet Socialist Republic, about 1966. Elena writes, " A film about the life of Rus’ [Old Russia] in the sixteenth century. I am an aged mother. I am awaiting the warriors who were to return after a battle for Rus’."
Thanks to my dear friend D for translating the text from Russian to English.
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