Han Ong
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
He fell asleep and woke up in the same moment as though nothing had happened.
A month and a half had gone by and he still had no news from home.
He did not seek out ways to get in touch with his wife.
He was more comfortable not imagining how worried she was about him, her desires, anxieties, and fears.
A relative of Nikolai Mikhailovich's tossed a single postcard from Boris Ivanovich into a Moscow mailbox.
The card said, Everything is fine.
I love you and miss you.
In August, Nikolai Mikhailovich's wife, the daughter of a famous Russian artist, came to the house with her oldest son Kolya.
her daughters buzzed around her doting on her as if she were an honored guest all mamochka mamochka while kolya who was thirty years old tailed his father wherever he went boris ivanovitch who was a virulent opponent of child-rearing began to doubt his beliefs
long ago he had decided that giving birth in this inhumane and shameless state into a meaningless life of poverty and filth should not be done he had told natasha that this was his condition for marrying her
Their marriage had lasted for eight years, and the problem wasn't that she wanted children.
She lacked a sense of humor, or maybe the way that her husband's mind worked had begun to wear her down.
She cringed at his drawings as they became angrier and more acrid.
Compared with other couples, they had been rather well off.
He had graduated from the crafts department of the Stroganoff School.
because he was a fabricator he made more money than the real artists at the plant he got bigger orders for say a thousand roubles sometimes he worked off the books as an assistant to famous artists he helped create the decorative metal work for various palaces of culture
those for railways or metalworking no matter the trade the culture was always socialist this work filled him with a rage that manifested in increasingly acerbic caricatures of the socialist life which was allegedly always on the verge of transforming into a communist utopia
His love for drawing had intensified.
He was invited to participate in an art show in someone's apartment.