Fotografie di Anya Tsaruk

«L’arte sulla guerra non nasce dall’ispirazione. Nasce dal dolore che ha bisogno di essere espresso, esternato, urlato».

Dopo nove anni vissuti all’estero, la fotografa ucraina Anya Tsaruk torna nella sua terra natale per documentare la vita dei suoi cari durante la guerra. Intitolato “I Hope Your Family is Safe”, il progetto riprende un incoraggiante augurio espressole dagli stranieri e offre una prospettiva tenera e ricca di sfumature sull’Ucraina di oggi, un paese che convive con il dolore e la devastazione, ma che spesso viene trascurato. Attraverso il progetto, Tsaruk mira a contribuire al mosaico dell’identità ucraina, una visione dell’Ucraina che riflette il coraggio, la vulnerabilità, la sfida e il desiderio di libertà del suo popolo. Con un approccio delicato e intimo, la fotografa spera di suscitare empatia che non sia radicata nella pietà, ma nelle esperienze umane condivise. Con cura e sensibilità, Tsaruk ci invita a notare ciò che diventa particolarmente prezioso quando la vita è vissuta sotto minaccia: la sacra normalità nella vita delle persone che chiamano l’Ucraina casa.

A crowded public beach on a Sunday afternoon in Khmelnytskyi — my hometown in the West of Ukraine.
My friends Nastya and Pavlo in Kyiv during a brief leave from his duties.
The shattered windshield of a car destroyed by Russian shelling at the frontline.
My cousin Maksym eats watermelon while his mother Ira fixes his hair.
Rabbits at the home of my granduncle and grandaunt.
My aunt Iryna holds a medal her son Ilya received as a first-year student at a military college.
A destroyed building in the center of Khmelnytskyi — not damaged by war, but by time.
Kamila, my best friend's goddaughter, proudly displays her award for Best Actress in the play The Snow Queen.
Dinner at a weekend yoga retreat for women in Kyiv Region.
My friend Yevhenii, who now serves in the Armed Forces of Ukraine, rests in the kitchen of his mother’s flat during a short break from duty.
Trenches on the outskirts of Khmelnytskyi, where my dad underwent military training at the beginning of the full-scale Russian invasion.
My grandmother Maria holds a chick in her garden.
My school friend Kristina near the river in our hometown.
Pokrovsky Nunnery in Kyiv, viewed from my friend's flat.
Sandbags protect the Greek Catholic Church of the Holy Eucharist in Lviv.
A choir rehearsal at Khmelnytskyi Pedagogical Academy.
Varvara rests in the arms of her mother, aunt, and grandmother. Her father was killed in the war in 2023, and her grandfather is currently defending Ukraine.
My grandmother Maria lights a candle on the Christmas table.
My friends Vadym and Karina rest in the park.
At the market in Khmelnytskyi, traditional Ukrainian embroidered towels (rushnyky) and a wedding suit hang alongside black mourning scarves and artificial flowers for graves.