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Robert Assaye is a writer and critic living in London.

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Issy Wood, When You I Feel

Art Review

December 2017

Robert Assaye

Art Review

December 2017

At the centre of Issy Wood’s solo exhibition at Carlos/Ishikawa is a room-within-a room. The division of the gallery into two viewing spaces –...

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April 2017

'Learning from Athens'

Robert Assaye

Art

April 2017

The history of Documenta, a quinquennial contemporary art exhibition founded in the German city of Kassel in 1955, is...

The Dispossessed is Szilárd Borbély’s first novel, although he has been active – and widely acclaimed – as a poet, literary historian and essayist for more than twenty years Its first print run sold out almost immediately To state that the book has touched a raw nerve in today’s Hungary is something of an understatement; nonetheless, Borbély’s portrayal of growing up in the country’s rural northeast during the beginning of the Kádár era (1956-1988) haunts the reader for its unsparing truthfulness and attention to small details The novel’s narrator is a child – possibly Jewish, although he himself is uncertain about it – who registers and remembers colours, scents and sounds from the unchanging brutal microcosm that is impoverished village life A historical note: The Arrow Cross was a fascist political organisation, allied with Nazi Germany, that held power in Hungary from 15 October 1944 to 28 March 1945 Under Ferenc Szálasi’s rule, the Arrow Cross oversaw the murder of approximately 200,000 Budapest Jews, as well as continuing the deportations of rural Jews to Auschwitz which had begun under the previous government of Admiral Miklós Horthy Béla Kun was a Communist revolutionary and leader of the short-lived Hungarian Soviet Republic of 1919 Overthrown by Admiral Horthy, Kun fled to the Soviet Union, where he was killed in Stalin’s purges —OM   —   When Mózsi came back from the forced labour camp, he no longer looked like a Jew He was just like anyone else He came back like the other refugees who were looking for their homes, their belongings, the families left behind here Like everyone else who could not stop living He lugged the burden that was life He was bald, and he wore a threadbare soldier’s uniform His luxuriant hair of old, his curled ear locks, were nowhere to be seen No longer did he wear his black caftan Nor his hat Nor his white shirt Never again the mourning-shirt fringed at the corners, which the men had always worn In the village, nobody talked about what had happened to these clothes Mózsi too did not ask

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August 2014

Robert Assaye

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August 2014

Robert Assaye is a writer and critic living in London.

New Communities

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January 2017

Robert Assaye

Art

January 2017

DeviantArt is the world’s ‘largest online community of artists and art-lovers’ and its thirteenth largest social network. Its forty million members contribute to a...
The Land Art of Julie Brook

Art

Issue No. 4

Robert Assaye

Art

Issue No. 4

Julie Brook works with the land. Over the past twenty years she has lived and worked in a succession of inhospitable locations, creating sculptures...

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March 2015

Plastic Words

Tom Overton

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March 2015

Plastic Words was a six-week series of thirteen events which described itself as ‘mining the contested space between contemporary...

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March 2014

The Garden of Credit Analyst Filton

Martin Monahan

fiction

March 2014

Ivan Filton had retired early. ‘I have been working a lot on my garden,’ declared Ivan Filton. ‘This is...

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Issue No. 18

Editorial

The Editors

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Issue No. 18

This is the editorial from the eighteenth print issue of The White Review, available to buy here.    In 1991...

 

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