Performing Peace and Friendship
Years ago, my grandfather showed me his photographs from a trip to Bucharest in 1953. He had participated in an international youth gathering, an event I knew nothing about at that time. Since then, a desire to learn more about this peculiar festival has taken me to many archives, libraries, museums, conferences, and bookshops, as well as private homes and cafés, where I have had the chance to talk to people who once experienced those...
