KOLYMA MOTHER 2012
March 5, 1953. Joseph Stalin dies. A few months later, my 1 year‐old mother left her birthplace with her parents. Her father was a political prisoner who had spent nearly 20
years in the Gulag; her mother was a geologist who followed her husband to the
"Russian Klondike" to "work for the good of the country". My family was finally allowed
to return to the mainland: they came from Magadan to Khabarovsk, and then crossed the
USSR by train to Leningrad. My mother's biggest dream was to repeat the journey of 1953
that she made with her parents. They were the happiest memories of her life. 59 years later,
we took the same route together: to see places she dreamt about and people she used to know…. And I took my camera.