Lohvinaŭ [minsk]


Maryia Martysevich

The Republic of Belarus is often called “the last dictatorship of Europe,” but you’d hardly think so upon arriving in Minsk, its capital. This is a quiet, neat city with wide streets and squares filled with modern stores, restaurants and places of business. The only things reminiscent of the USSR are the huge Stalin-style buildings in the city center and the Soviet-style propaganda on billboards. Still, you can’t judge a book by its cover. To get the real experience, you have plug in to the System. In brief, read Franz Kafka and watch The Matrix.

If you live in Belarus, be sure you have a license for whatever you do. That’s how the System works. Issuing (and taking back) licenses is the main means of control in Belarus. This is why you won’t see independent art venues on Minsk’s broad avenues or on its squares. Backyards and slums only. So the existence of Y gallery, situated in a shady warehouse district close to Victory Square, is nothing short of miraculous. A couple of cultural professionals rented an abandoned glass recycling station surrounded by garages, painted everything white, and then opened up a space for art exhibits, a café, a gift shop, and finally a bookstore. The symbol of the place is the letter Ў, which is unique to the Belarusian alphabet.

Everything real is tiny in Belarus. Lohvinaŭ bookstore occupies 20 square meters of Y gallery. This spot, owned by the Ihar Lohvinaŭ Publishing House, is one of a handful of places in the whole country (population 10 million) where you can buy the contemporary Belarusian literature in Belarusian—a language Belarus’ president Alexander Lukashenko discourages and even hates. You can also find art books in English and cute postcards by independent designers here—it’s definitely a must-visit for international tourists.

Almost every day Lohvinaŭ organizes book and album launches, literary readings and happenings, discussions on culture for students and puppet shows for little readers. You never know, so check Facebook for detailed information.

The old depot area that hosts Y gallery is about to be destroyed by a Venezuelan company. Minsk authorities issued them a license to build a huge shopping mall here, so this sanctuary for fans of books and art may vanish at any moment. But, for now, the big white building can still be spotted easily on any map of Minsk. Come on over!

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Lohvinaŭ Books / Minsk, Niezaliežnasci Ave, 37A

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Image: Kaciarynka Pikirenia, one of the directors of Lohvinaŭ Books. Photo by Siarhei Hudzilin.

EfezrbhrSImRxHc-172x172-croppedMaryia Martysevich is a Byelorussian poet and translator. She lives in Minsk.
SánchezBelén Agustina Sánchez studied literature at the University of Buenos Aires. She is also a drummer and a rock journalist. She contributes to independent publications on youth culture with translations, reviews of concerts, books, and records, and she has interviewed, among others, her favorite German band Die Toten Hosen. She likes playing videogames. She always asks Santa for Robert Lawrence Stine and Stephen King; an enigmatic edition of Virginia Woolf’s A Room of One’s Own has been with her since her adolescence. She is studying German and Sanskrit.

Published on May 20th of 2013 in Shelf Love.

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