Künstler*innenhaus Mousonturm

„For us children, death was an old acquaintance”, is a line from Eva Demski’s memoirs. And there could have been worse decisions made than accepting him of all beings into the circle of trust: throughout her life, death crossed paths with the author regularly and became a common theme. Eva Demski writes about the death of her parents, her husband, saying farewell to friends and companions, in her own touching and scornfully tender way. In the end, we hold in our hands a book of the dead, which is simultaneously much more than that, namely a chronic of the last seventy years between the end of the war, the German Autumn and reunification up to the present, filled with the ghosts of an entire lifetime.