something that is etched in the memory of the children of the war, the folk artists poplavsky kashkurevich, sharangovich. in the late seventies, using lithographs and etchings, they found the strength to show the viewer the partisans, the concentration camp, the blockade, the children killed by reich soldiers and the wrinkles of mothers. the genocide of the belarusian people is painful, emotionally inside out. the emphasis is on the khatyn series by vasily sharangovich. when the blockade ended, he and his mother went to the neighboring village, where i was born. in fact, my grandmother, and he remembered the road very well, here they were driving and this road, where there were burnt villages, here the black earth, these protruding parts from the stoves, these fireplaces that are in his works, simply because that they were made of bricks, they were preserved, smoke, lying bodies, and not yet removed at that time, that’s how he told me, the smell, that’s what was the worst thing, that’s the smell of these bodies, so sweetish, that it was so ingrained him in memory that when he became much o