This was my Poland


Make sure to check out this stunning collection of photographs:

In the early 1980s, while Gdansk and Warsaw were in the midst of a sociopolitical upheaval of great impact on a European scale, Bruno Barbey took the occasion to embark on a journey of almost 40,000 kilometers over an eight month period.

Accompanied by his family and living in a camper, he managed to detour the stern surveillance prevalent at the time. This was an approach that allowed him to discover a tormented people in battle and a country torn between Catholicism and Communism, where the word “solidarity” really means something.

Bruno Barbey insists, “Poland was the page in History that was being written and it was the memory of an ancestral society on the verge of disappearing.”

This is Poland, both urban and rural, I remember from my childhood. I could be an 8-year old boy in any of these photographs. This Poland is largely gone now, except for a few nooks and crannies, and it’s for the better, but thank God for the visual record we have from unsung heroes like Barbey so we can never forget.