Another project on the scale of the Temple was out of reach, too costly and too draining. But stopping making art was not an option either. Kurenivka chose something small and honest.
Researching the camp's own name, Yaro found an old photograph of a well near Babyn Yar marked “Kurenivka tragedy”, a reference to the 1961 mudslide that buried part of the Kurenivka district in Kyiv. The camp rebuilt that well on the playa: a simple shape, easy to see from afar, easy to build.




If you looked down into the well, you saw a projection: an animation through the darkest moments of Ukrainian history, the Holodomor and the war among them. But the animation never stopped at the darkness. After every black stripe came a white one; after every death, life returned.
Honour history, and know that everything moves in cycles.
The camp around it was simply good: a lounge, a separate cherry bar pouring vyshnivka, sound healing by day and by night, and dancing every evening.



The 2024 pendant. [Photo to find]
Chosen by Mamay. [Coming soon]
Every year, wherever Kurenivka was, something burned. [Photo of the figure and the burn]
The people who arrived first and left last.
New names appear after a quick check by the camp.










