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VanWyck - Issue #19

VanWyck - Issue #19
By VanWyck • Issue #19 • View online
written after an explosion

Of monuments and memories
A bomb exploded in a city where I spent part of my childhood. Destroying lives and buildings and flooding my mind with memories of more carefree times. The two don’t go well together, happy memories and bombs. 
In a great interview with Arna Mackic in Vrij Nederland by Annemiek Leclaire I read how memories are often specific targets in war times. By destroying buildings and artefacts aggressors also destroy or distort the memories attached to them. Eradicating history.
This might also be part of the explanation why the destruction of antiquities hurts so much. When journalist Thanassis Cambanis tried to figure out why some many hardened and seen it all war correspondents were so devastated by it, he came to this conclusion: ‘For those of us who hold a belief in the ascent of man, it refutes the idea that we’re heading to a better level of humanity. For everything else, you can delude yourself into thinking, we can have a better tomorrow. Someone destroys a 3,000-year-old statue with a sledgehammer, there’s no bringing that back. There’s no fooling yourself.’
This song welled up in an immediate response to the attack. Maybe an attempt to fool myself, trying to hold on to memories, because I can already feel them fragmenting. Or not belonging to me anymore. But these attempts are my only means of defense. Three minute monuments.
Love, Christine
PS This version is a one take home recording. Lyrics can be found here.
More on Arna Mackic’ work (in english) : Mortal cities forgotten monuments 
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