It
took a long time to find a copy of The
Ordeal of the Hermitage: The Siege of Leningrad 1941-1944 (text by Sergie Varshavsky and Boris Rest) at a reasonable
price, but the search was well worth it, even if I had to give it away as a
Christmas gift. I have visited the Hermitage
before, so the history of his magnificent museum holds great interest for me,
especially the era of Catherine the Great, who procured many pieces of art
still on display there (so I borrowed this book back from the giftee as soon as
possible). It focuses on the period
during World War II when the Nazi army surrounded St. Petersburg (then
Leningrad) and laid siege to the city.
The
museum curators and staff had just days to pack up and ship millions of items
to safety at a secure location deep inside the USSR. Citizens turned out to help in droves to help
preserve their precious legacy. In one
case, the workers from a pottery factor lent their expertise in handling
fragile items by packing priceless artifacts such as China dishes, porcelain
plates and glass figurines.
The
book follows the staff as they remained holed up in the mostly empty museum,
with a couple thousand refuges from the city.
The curator gave his staff the opportunity to leave as the Nazi army
approached but most opted to stay. With
the stranglehold by the German forces, food rations were cut several times as
Leningrad citizens starved but held out for three winters. The head of the museum continued his daily
rounds, checking constantly to see if enemy shells had caused any damage.
The
advancing army did extensive damage but nature did a number on the museum herself. One unseasonably wet spring endangered artifacts
such as cushions and furniture with mold.
Shelling had opened several holes in the roofs and walls that although
didn’t do much harm to the building, but allowed rain, snow and pervading
humidity to invade.
The
book contains a wealth of pictures mainly of the exhibits but the most poignant
are those taken of the Hermitage during the siege. Black and white photos show the stark realization
of the toll the Nazis took, not only on the Hermitage but of the city
itself. One horrid photo shows the beautiful
manor house at Peterhof, with golden spires, reduced to a blackened, burnt out
shell, courtesy of Hitler.
Translated
into English from the original Russian, the translators may have taken some
creative liberties with the vivid descriptors, but they convey without language
barriers the excitement and joy of the Hermitage staff and the citizens of
Leningrad when their beloved treasures come home after several years in exile.
I wish I had read this book before visiting the Hermitage but even after the
fact, it’s still a great read.
For
WWII history buffs, it’s a must read.
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