{"id":2029,"date":"2023-09-22T16:56:56","date_gmt":"2023-09-22T14:56:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/?post_type=portfolio&#038;p=2029"},"modified":"2023-12-11T22:20:15","modified_gmt":"2023-12-11T21:20:15","slug":"mural-for-franka-2","status":"publish","type":"portfolio","link":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/en\/portfolio\/mural-for-franka-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Devoted Dresses:  to Franka &#038; Margret"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wpb-content-wrapper\"><p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_video link=&#8221;https:\/\/youtu.be\/xYrlGolu058?si=Sj7LZDwZII1r0q6S&#8221;][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n<p>\nDevoted Dresses:  to Franka &#038; Margret<\/p>\n<p>Olga Wolniak \u2013 painter:<\/p>\n<p>\nWe\u2019re looking for Franka in Pola and Pola in Franka.<br \/>\nWe\u2019re looking for the image of a beautiful young woman,<br \/>\none of many who were wiped out.<br \/>\nOur souvenir portrait of Franka, the sister of the dancer Pola Nire\u0144ska,<br \/>\nis the portrait of a phantom haunting the present through things past.<br \/>\nThe Franka\u2019s Mural projection was based on intuition and conjecture.<br \/>\nIt is made of after-effects of faces, eyes, a nose, mouth, gazes, and sighs.\n<\/p>\n<p>\n1;35 \u2013 4;24<br \/>\nW.K. So that no trace was left. The trace just evaporates. There\u2019s no trace of Franka, or her<br \/>\nprewar life. It\u2019s tied to the fact that the whole ghetto was burned down, with all its documents, all<br \/>\nits photographs. All of it burned. That\u2019s terribly important to me as well. It makes Franka a kind<br \/>\nof symbol of the Holocaust. Of condemning people to non-existence.<br \/>\nI\u2019d like to see her face. Her smile. To be able to imagine her.<br \/>\nIt is painful to me that I cannot imagine her. The contour of her her face, her profile.<br \/>\nSome kind of trace. But I have no real traces of Franka.<br \/>\nO.W.: And that husband of hers?<br \/>\nW.K.: Her husband was a well-known face in prewar Warsaw.<br \/>\nHe was the head of the distribution company of a big American production house and gave<br \/>\ninterviews to the press about film productions.<br \/>\nThere\u2019s a key in the family story. And in the family, Franka was most important. Pola herself said<br \/>\nso on many occasions. We also know more from Karski\u2019s report. But Pola\u2019s as well,<br \/>\nbecause I found three interviews with Pola, where she recalls Franka.<br \/>\nFranka was her elder sister. Pola was the youngest, and her darling sister protected her from<br \/>\ntheir parents in childhood when Pola was naughty. They were very close.<br \/>\nIt is incredible that when Karski spoke of Pola\u2019s family he only spoke of one person \u2013 Franka.<br \/>\nHe never even mentioned that she had a brother and a sister. Pola as well, out of all her family<br \/>\ncorrespondence held onto only one card, sent in 1939 to Franka. A card that was sent back.<br \/>\nThat was her only document from her family.\n<\/p>\n<p>\n4;24- 5;24<br \/>\nThe issue of her presence, tangibility, and trace is also tied to Franka. The story of Franka is<br \/>\ncentral to Pola and to this book. Because this is a book about the Holocaust and for a long time<br \/>\nI tried to find a trace of Pola\u2019s beloved sister, whose existence I knew through only a few<br \/>\nsentences I found somewhere. I really searched a lot of archives. It seemed impossible there<br \/>\nwas no trace, but I found no trace of that Franka.<br \/>\nIt was only then I realized this was the essence of the Holocaust. That the Holocaust was<br \/>\norganized, conceived, so that no trace of those people was left. The fact no lists were made<br \/>\nwhen they were deported&#8230;<br \/>\n6;20 \u2013 12;20<br \/>\nO.W.: Incredible. Weronika, this is Pola\u2019s dress, but tell me<br \/>\nwhat years it dates back to, when she used to wear it.<br \/>\nW.K.: That\u2019s a dress from the last years of her life.<br \/>\nFrom the last days, in fact.<br \/>\nThat is, she was wearing it a few days before her suicide.<br \/>\nShe went to see her friends in that dress when she felt lost<br \/>\nafter quarreling with Karski and was looking for shelter.<br \/>\nShe came in that dress, and the next day, leaving their home,<br \/>\nleft the dress behind. A few days later she committed suicide.<br \/>\nAnd her friend held onto the dress.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nO.W.: You got it from that friend. Right?<br \/>\nW.K.: Right. From that friend, who didn\u2019t want to see me for years,<br \/>\nbecause Pola\u2019s death was a major tragedy for her and I suppose she was afraid to talk about it.<br \/>\nIn the end I managed to talk her into meeting and during a long conversation she suddenly<br \/>\npulled it from her wardrobe and said: Take it.<br \/>\nO.W.: No wonder. I would have wanted to give it away as well.<br \/>\nAnd you were the best person.<br \/>\nW.K. It was important to her. After that conversation she believed the book would get written.<br \/>\nI do really think she felt a kind of relief giving me that dress. She actually gave it to me with the<br \/>\nstories. She told me a great deal about Pola, because they were quite close for many years.<br \/>\nShe\u2019s a very sensitive person. Her name is Nancy Schandelmeier. Today she\u2019s getting up there;<br \/>\nshe\u2019s well over eighty, though a good twenty years younger than Pola.<br \/>\nIt was only when she talked about Pola that Pola really came to life for me.<br \/>\nPola killed herself in 1992. She was eighty-two years old. I never met anyone who knew Pola<br \/>\nwhen she was young. That meant I only knew the young Pola from written accounts, from letter<br \/>\nand articles about her. I never really felt her presence. When I met Nancy, that was when I felt<br \/>\nPola\u2019s presence, because Nancy knew how to talk about her in a vivid and tactile way.<br \/>\nHow Pola was followed by a trail of perfume when she entered the room. How Pola moved,<br \/>\nthe gestures she made, were written in Nancy\u2019s body.<br \/>\nShe showed me Pola\u2019s gestures. I always tie how Nancy made Pola present with that dress.<br \/>\nThat is Pola\u2019s presence. As I was writing the book, I hung up that dress right next to the board<br \/>\nwhere I\u2019d sketched out her family, some photos. I looked at it often. I also had a problem<br \/>\ngrasping Pola. That\u2019s one topic of the book, that she had this fluid identity, both national and sexual.<br \/>\nHer personality as an artist was also in flux&#8230;<br \/>\nBecause her biography was, to a large degree, buried, cooked up.<br \/>\nIt is no accident there was so little information about Pola. Firstly, the fact that she was<br \/>\nhomosexual was carefully hidden, first by her, and then, I think, by Karski.<br \/>\nSecondly, everything concerning Pola\u2019s family completely vanished. That must have been her<br \/>\ndecision. I don\u2019t know. That family investigation was so important to me, it was key,<br \/>\nbecause I knew that Nire\u0144ska had war trauma, though she was not a victim, in the sense that she was far<br \/>\naway, she was in England throughout the war. When I speak about her death,<br \/>\nin the way I wrote, it was very important to me not to assume why she killed herself.<br \/>\nI think it wouldn\u2019t have been right. You never know. There are always so many reasons.<br \/>\nI think one of them may have been her sense she was losing her mind, as they say, after having lost her body.<br \/>\nAnd it seemed to her she was losing her mind, because after her incautious transaction Karski<br \/>\ntook away her credit card and that made a conflict between them. That was a few days before<br \/>\nshe died. It goes together with the story of that dress, because she went in that dress to see her<br \/>\nfriends and then left it with a woman close to her. Maybe she took something in exchange,<br \/>\nI don\u2019t know, I didn\u2019t ask.<\/p>\n<p>\n12;21 \u2013 16;24<br \/>\nO.W.: We\u2019re talking about Franka, but we\u2019re speaking about Pola\u2019s dress, right?<br \/>\nThe first time I saw it, that color struck me; it\u2019s called caput mortuum.<br \/>\nNeither purple nor brown. You might call it organic, gray-blue, gray-violet.<br \/>\nW.K.: Why do you suppose it\u2019s called that?<br \/>\nO.W.: That\u2019s a long story. Caput mortuum is a name that comes from alchemy.<br \/>\nIt means \u201cworthless remains,\u201d the moment the soul passes into an ethereal state and those<br \/>\nsoulless remnants at the bottom of the test tube were mixed with various binders, which made<br \/>\nthat color. Its other name is \u201cmummy brown.\u201d<br \/>\nIn times past, caput mortuum was made of ash, or human or animal remains.<br \/>\nW.K.: It was burned?<br \/>\nO.W.: Yes, it was burned, and those remains, that ash, was mixed with oil and turpentine to<br \/>\nmake this pigment. After the eighteenth century synthetic ingredients were most often used,<br \/>\nand a variety of iron ore, known as \u201chematite\u201d (blood red).<br \/>\nIt\u2019s a very sophisticated blue-gray, but also highly organic.<br \/>\nIt\u2019s a very refined color, yet sad. Depressing is more like it.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nW.K.: Because she suffered from depression.<br \/>\nO.W.: Exactly. You\u2019re dressed in yellow. That\u2019s a color that overpowers you.<br \/>\nI\u2019m dressed in black. But that color would make us both invisible.<br \/>\nW.K.: The cut of that dress also hides the shape of the body, doesn\u2019t it? Pola had a marvelous<br \/>\nfigure. She was shapely right up until she succumbed to depression. And she fell into a very<br \/>\nheavy depression at around fifty, then she stopped dancing. And when she stopped dancing,<br \/>\nshe stopped teaching, because Karski asked her to. She didn\u2019t dance for ten years and was<br \/>\nhorribly depressed those ten years, with many suicide attempts. She recovered when she<br \/>\nstarted dancing again. For those ten years her figure went to seed.<br \/>\nShe gained weight, of course, but she also developed arthritis. After that, she stopped dancing.<br \/>\nShe worked on choreography sitting in a chair. It was very hard for her to move at all. Although<br \/>\napparently she still had beautiful hand gestures. After that depression she dressed in baggy clothing.<\/p>\n<p>\nKatarzyna Wi\u0144ska: oral history archive and video<br \/>\nOlga Wolniak: Mural for Franka<br \/>\nWeronika Kostyrko and Olga Wolniak: recorded conversation<br \/>\nJolanta Krukowska : performance in Pola&#8217;s dress photographed by<br \/>\nPiotr Jaxa: in homage to Halina Hulanicka &#8211;<br \/>\nJolanta Krukowska&#8217;s and Pola Nire\u0144ska&#8217;s dance teacher.<br \/>\nPola&#8217;s dress lent by Weronika Kostyrko<br \/>\nTomek Gajewski: editor<br \/>\nSpace: Muzeum Woli 2023<\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[vc_row][vc_column][vc_video link=&#8221;https:\/\/youtu.be\/xYrlGolu058?si=Sj7LZDwZII1r0q6S&#8221;][vc_column_text] Devoted Dresses: to Franka &#038; Margret Olga Wolniak \u2013 painter: We\u2019re looking for Franka in Pola and Pola in Franka. We\u2019re looking for the image of a beautiful young woman, one of many who were wiped out. Our souvenir portrait of Franka, the sister of the dancer Pola Nire\u0144ska, is the portrait of&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2030,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"portfolio_category":[],"portfolio_tag":[],"class_list":["post-2029","portfolio","type-portfolio","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio\/2029","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/portfolio"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2029"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio\/2029\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2065,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio\/2029\/revisions\/2065"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2030"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2029"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"portfolio_category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio_category?post=2029"},{"taxonomy":"portfolio_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kinoteatrbluboks.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/portfolio_tag?post=2029"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}