Lviv Revisited
By Walter Kish
During the past several weeks, wearing my hat as president of the
UNF Oshawa Branch, I have been busy preparing for an upcoming movie night where
we will be screening the superb film A Kingdom Reborn – Treasures from
Galicia. Through the prism of art,
architecture and music, this documentary movie traces the rich history of
Although the name Halychyna is derived from
its original capital, the town of
It soon became a major commercial and cultural
centre of
As readers of this column know, I have written
about Lviv many times. It holds a special place in my personal past and my
memories have been significantly enriched by its unique presence and
character. I have had the good fortune
of living there for a time. Many pleasant days and evenings have been spent
exploring its historic cobble-stoned streets and squares, its fascinating
churches, palaces, historical buildings and museums, its eclectic parks and
cemeteries and bustling markets. I have
whiled away many a pleasant hour in its Bohemian cafs and medieval taverns.
Lviv has its own special character and
atmosphere. To be sure, there are
similarities to other well preserved historical Central European cities such as
Prague, Budapest, Krakow and Vienna, yet it is nonetheless, distinctly different.
Each of these other cities is impressive in their well preserved historical
character, but they tend to be fairly homogenous in representing their
distinctly dominant Bohemian, Hungarian, Polish or Austrian antecedents. Lviv, on the other hand is a rich mixture of
all of the above and then some. Nowhere
else in
Lviv today is the immensely interesting end
product of a long series of diverse historical forces and events that shaped
its turbulent past. Each left a distinct
imprint on both the appearance of the place as well as the inherited ethos and
culture. To walk its streets is to
experience its history. What remains of
its ancient walls stand testimony to the Mongols, the Kozaks, the Poles, the
Swedes, the Hungarians, the Russians, the Turks, the Austrians, the Germans and
all the others who at one time or another tried to make it part of their
dominions.
In the end, they all failed. Today, like eight hundred years ago in the
days of Prince Danylo Halytsky, Lviv is once again a Ukrainian city. Yet, the turmoil and tragedy that the city
experienced also added to its architectural, cultural and artistic legacy, a
legacy that is now ours to enjoy and to treasure.
I have travelled widely and seen virtually every
corner of