Years ago, I blew up a tree in the Szczytniki Park. What I did was neither a terror attack nor an act of hooliganism. Rather, it was an outcome of research inquisitiveness, a passion for knowledge,…
On Oct 13, 2017 (Simchat Torah, Jewish celebration day), I made a photo of the chestnut tree at the courtyard of the White Stork Synagogue, at Wlodkowica 9 Street in Wroclaw. During the Second World…
The fifth semester sends me to the distance, not very far, to Poland only, to the area of Warsaw. From here you can explore a lot, also the south and the north.
There are the stories of…
Some of the trees in Wrocław are in a very difficult position and are quite heroic. One of the trees I’ve been observing to make sure if it still grows is a plane tree near Drobnera street, next to…
In the long history of the SURVIVAL Art Review, one opening – specifically, the opening of the Review’s 9th edition in Wrocław’s Tołpa Park – stands out as particularly “boisterous.” All…
This is my childhood memory. I think it was in the 60’s. I live in Wrocław now, but I was born in the countryside around Wrocław, in the village of Pełczyn near Wołów. I remember a chestnut…
A long time ago, we came into possession, somewhat underhandedly to be honest, of Ewa’s parents’ allotment garden. We kind of gate-crashed there, for we thought that if we just snatched a small…
Any story is, in principle, a tale about a specific place, a specific tree and a specific moment. And people. The tree I want to talk about was our tree. That’s how we conceived it.
In the…
In the courtyard of the White Stork Synagogue, there is a huge chestnut tree. Everybody finds themselves in its shade, sitting under it. It is so dominant that it overshadows all the histories…
My life is connected not so much with particular trees as with certain places in parks. The Grabiszyn Cemetery was being redeveloped in 1966 or 1967. The cemetery had been laid down by Germans, and it…
When I came to Wrocław in 1956, I took the house at 31 Kołłątaj St. In the backyard, there was a beautiful, old chestnut tree. When it came out in bloom in spring, the flowery candles on the…
In 2015, we inaugurated the Professors’ Clearing in the part of the Oporów borough which is called the Academic Grove. I applied for the funding to the National Fund via the Ecocentre. The point…
I have another favourite tree in Wrocław. It is a huge oak. The oak is located at a street junction, which is basically a place the tree shouldn’t be at all. But every year the tree sprouts new…
To obliterate the traces of war, trees were planted all over. That is why Wrocław soon came to be dubbed a green city. For a large part, the greenery was a German legacy, impressive in comparison…
I first came to Wrocław in connection with the GRÜN | ZIELONY project. I didn’t know either the city or its plant-life. During the study visits, my attention was caught by mulberries. There are…
When our daughter was getting married, carried on the tide of those historic events, I decided to plant a tree. No handsome sapling could be found anywhere, but in the vicinity a large set of…
„Sie steht wohl schon ein paar hundert Jahre am Weg von Zobten nach Klein-Silsterwitz. Der Hügel wird Galgenberg genannt, nach der alten Eiche. Warum heißt sie >Galgeneiche<? Ob man dort…
When we moved to Traugutt St., our trips to the Szczytniki Park took off. We went not only to the park’s closer part, but also to the further one across Mickiewicz St., where there is a lane with…
It was the first, or perhaps the second, day of that flood*. Ewa and me went for a walk. We already knew about the big water, about the flooding of Opole, Brzeg and Oława. Wrocław was soon to…
“One family, which was to keep its house in Krzyki (Krietern) for the next half-century and more, chose it because it was empty and because Mother liked the roses in the garden. Father, who was an…
