Ludmilla Petrushevskaya with Keith Gessen in New York City – a photographic essay
Ludmilla Petrushevskaya traveled far to New York City to discuss her work There Once Lived a Woman Who Killer Her Neighbor’s Baby. Only a few nights ago Snob Magazine hosted her at Russian Samovar on West 54th, where she sang cabaret songs as people downed vodka. Tonight the setting was McNally Jackon, which played host to the Russian literary star reading, with Keith Gessen providing translation. From Wikipedia:
Lyudmila Stefanovna Petrushevskaya (Russian: Людмила Стефановна Петрушевская) (born May 26, 1938) is a Russian writer, novelist and playwright. Petrushevskaya is regarded as one of Russia’s most talented contemporary writers, whose writing combines postmodernist trends with the psychological insights and parodist touches reminiscent of writers such as Anton Chekhov. Over the last few decades, Ludmilla Petrushevskaya has been one of the most admired and acclaimed contemporary writers at work in Eastern Europe: The Times called her “one of the finest living Russian writers”.
Below is my photographic essay of Petrushevskaya.
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December 21, 2009 at 1:44 pm
Wow I wonder how I missed it – she was on my school curriculum
Thanks for the great pictures. Something about her is reminiscent of Baba Yaga (but in a kinder, more attractive way), which seems quite appropriate considering her writing’s subject matter.
Thanks again!
Thank you, that wasvery interesting. I was born in Russia in 1960s but my parents fled the country and settled here to the UK. Truthfully, I didnt care much about my russian heritage until my mum died recently, now I’ve been trying to discover as much as I can.
I located your website checking bing for photos after reading her book, and I think you’ve taken some great ones! Hope you continue.
Yo estab leyendo la obra “El club Varishnikov”, pero, hace como seis meses, desafortunadamente, lo perdí y no terminé de leerlo. Desde ese horrible momento, lo he buscado, pero sin éxito.
No estoy segura si este libro es de usted, Liudmila, tampoco sé si por este medio podría tenerlo nuevamente. Le ruego me conteste. De verdad, quiero terminar de leerlo. Me haría muy feliz.
Saludos cordiales.
Paulina