Another Trial: A Kafkaesque Love Triangle

Despite his romantic and tortured image, Franz Kafka’s attitude towards women had its darker aspects. Who would have guessed that the tangled romantic triangle between Kafka, his fiancée Felice Bauer and her good friend Grete Bloch would produce one of the greatest literary classics of all time?

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Franz Kafka and Felice Bauer, 1917. Mondadori Portfolio, public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

Four years ago, a new trend took TikTok by storm, with young women developing an obsession with a desirable bachelor by the name of Franz (Amshel) Kafka. The #Kafka hashtag received over 140 million views, and female TikTokers filmed themselves reading selected passages from Letters to Milena, the collection of correspondence written by Kafka to his muse, Milena Jesenská. Praise was lavished on the iconic author for his good looks and poetic writing style, and his written expressions of love were soon setting the bar for young women on TikTok, who declared that they would settle for nothing less in their future partners.

But what the Kafka fangirls missed was that the writer’s relationships with women had less positive aspects as well. In today’s terms, one could even argue that he was a bit of a “douche” or a “gaslighter.” These tangled relationships did not lead to a happy marriage or to a settled family life, but they did result in one of humanity’s greatest literary classics.

But the story I’m about to tell isn’t just juicy gossip concerning this tortured author. Who knew that the hurt feelings of a single man would lead to the creation of one of the greatest novels of the 20th century, one which ostensibly has nothing to do with romantic relationships?

מרב סלומון, מתוך תערוכת אומנים ישראלים יוצרים בעקבות קפקא
By Merav Salomon, from the “Kafka: Metamorphosis of an Author” exhibition at the National Library of Israel

Kafka met Felice Bauer at the home of his good friend Max Brod in 1912 and was immediately impressed by her as a talented businesswoman and even a Zionist – a trait he found endearing, to his surprise. Bauer was an independent and modern woman by the standards of the time, the daughter of a German Jewish family who worked as a clerk in Berlin. He wrote to her five weeks after their first meeting and presented himself as the man who had been seated across from her at a table in Brod’s apartment and who had handed her a series of photographs to examine:

“and who finally, with the very hand now striking the keys, held your hand, the one which confirmed a promise to accompany him next year to Palestine”

(From a letter by Kafka to Felice Bauer, appearing in Kafka’s Other Trial by Elias Canetti)

Kafka was a man who fell in love via the written word, and indeed, his relationship with Felice was characterized by intense, powerful writing – more than 700 pages spread over the course of 500 letters.

They corresponded for years, yet only the letters that reached her have survived to this day. Even his marriage proposal was put in writing, included as a mere side issue in a letter that mainly discussed his manuscript of The Stoker. But as was his wont – the moment Felice said “yes,” Kafka began to panic at the very thought of settling down with a woman. In the following letters, he presented legal arguments that essentially attacked himself, artfully edited and arranged in a manner that clearly disclosed his own professional experience as a lawyer. He explained why she should reconsider marrying him – due to his own great concern for her:

“Haven’t I for months now been squirming before you like something poisonous? Am I not here one moment, there the next? Are you not beginning to feel sick at the sight of me? Can you not see by now that if disaster – yours, your disaster, Felice – is to be averted, I have to remain locked up within myself?”

(From a letter by Kafka to Felice Bauer, appearing in Kafka’s Other Trial by Elias Canetti)

Felice used the only weapon at her disposal in response – silence. She ceased responding to his letters, and if she did reply – she did so with a succinctness which tortured him. After months of sparse communication, Kafka told her that he had fled to Vienna. There, he participated in the Zionist Congress taking place at the time, but due to his bitter mood, his impression of the event was entirely negative.

Felice continued her stubborn silence, but since she heard nothing from Kafka, she sent her good friend Grete Bloch and asked her to mediate between them. Had she known the consequences of putting her friend in Kafka’s sights, she probably would have done anything to reverse that decision.

כרטיס הביקור של פרנץ קפקא
Franz Kafka’s calling card

Very little is known of Grete Bloch. Like Felice, she was also Jewish, a businesswoman and a practical type. Kafka’s quotes of her letters imply that her writing was efficient rather than literary, though she also tended to open up emotionally and share her experiences and inner world freely with the author.

The two often corresponded regarding Felice, discussing her deficiencies – such as dental treatments which left her with mostly golden teeth. Despite this occupation with Felice’s less attractive sides, Kafka finally returned and asked Felice once again to marry him, as a result of his correspondence with Bloch.

Yet despite the renewed engagement between Kafka and Felice, he continued to correspond with her good friend, sharing his continued fears regarding his upcoming marriage to Felice.

“Our relationship, which for me at least holds delightful and altogether indispensable possibilities, is in no way changed by my engagement or my marriage”

(From a letter by Kafka to Grete Bloch, appearing in Kafka’s Other Trial by Elias Canetti)

Although we know little about Bloch, we do know one thing for certain – she was a good and faithful friend to Felice. Bloch therefore took care to inform Felice that her fiancé was again becoming fickle and getting cold feet regarding their engagement. She also let Felice know that Kafka was corresponding with her (Grete) with the same passion and emotional warmth he’d expressed when writing to his betrothed.

אחד מרישומיו הידועים ביותר של קפקא מתוך המחברת המכונה המחברת השחורה
One of Kafka’s own drawings, appearing in what’s known as the “The Black Notebook”, the National Library of Israel

The High Court of Love

This strange love triangle reached a crescendo in a particularly charged meeting that included all three parties. Kafka was invited to a hotel in Berlin, and there in the lobby, he was put on trial for his duplicitous behavior with Bloch and Bauer. The prosecution was represented by Felice and her sister Erna, while Kafka was defended by his good friend, writer Ernst Weiss, who never liked Felice. Grete Bloch served as the judge, while also bringing forth his letters and marking all his dismissive statements towards Felice in red.

Kafka did not even try to defend himself on this occasion, and it is no wonder that this improvised trial terminated the engagement.

“He felt attacked,” said Stefan Litt, curator of the Humanities Collection at the National Library of Israel, “he felt that he was being unjustly tried, and that he was being accused without even understanding the charge.”

The sense of persecution and the “romantic trial” – in which Kafka’s loves served as accusers, judges, and executors – greatly influenced Kafka. As part of his effort to process and respond to what happened, he began to write one of the most important works in the western canon – The Trial.

מכתב של קפקא לגרטה בלוך, חברתה הטובה של פליצה באואר
A letter by Kafka to Grete Bloch, Felice Bauer’s friend, the National Library of Israel

All’s Fair in Love and War

The Trial tells the story of Josef K., a senior bank clerk who is accused one fine day of a crime he did not commit. Except that the investigators don’t investigate him, and the judges and surrounding officials aren’t even willing to tell him what he’s being charged with, instead making his life miserable with a row of damning accusations, charges, and legal proceedings. Josef feels powerless to halt the wheels of justice which are slowly but thoroughly grinding both him and – justice itself – into dust.

Alongside the many deep readings of Kafka’s story, which was previously thought to be primarily an indictment of modern bureaucracy, there is also the interpretation which establishes it as the way he experienced the “court” formed by the two women in his life, who put him “on trial” when they chose to support each other against him.

In real life, despite the traumatic encounter which led to the writing of the book, Kafka and Felice Bauer continued to correspond and even became engaged again after the dust had settled. Kafka intended to marry her – until he learned he was sick with tuberculosis. This bitter news greatly affected him emotionally and he had difficulty imagining a future, so he called off the engagement, thus ending his relationship with Bauer.

Other women over the years had an influence on Kafka’s writing and work, the most famous of which were Milena Jesenská – a Czech journalist and intellectual who also translated Kafka’s works into Czech from their original German – and Dora Diamant. Diamant met Kafka towards the end of his life, when he was 40 and she was 25. Originally from a family of Ger Hasids, she was the only woman he lived with in his adult life and she was the one who cared for him during his final years.

The Court Adjourns

Most of Kafka’s relatives and the women in his life were murdered in the Holocaust. Felice Bauer was an exception, having immigrated to the United States before the war. Like the good businesswoman she was, she sold the letters Kafka sent her, which were then collected into a volume. Bauer ultimately married to another man, one who did not panic at the very thought of being in the presence of a woman, and ultimately passed away in the 1960s in the United States.

You must be asking yourselves: What about Grete Bloch? As already noted, we know very little about her and her fate aside from the fact she perished in the Holocaust. But there are unconfirmed rumors about her and Kafka continuing their relationship, even after he ended things with Felice Bauer. Bloch gave birth to a child, and never said anything about the identity of the father. Some tried to claim that Kafka may have been the father, but the child died at the age of five, and documentation of him has not survived.

For his part, Kafka married neither Bauer nor Bloch. It’s really no wonder that the Kafka-Bauer-Bloch love triangle did not result in any sort of stable or normal relationship, and instead brought The Trial into the world. Kafka’s story would likely not have seen the light of day were it not for the tension and difficulty he experienced when confronted by two friends, bound by a sense of sisterhood, who stood together against him in the moment of truth.

One of the many letters Kafka wrote to Bloch will be displayed in the “Kafka: Metamorphosis of an Author” exhibition, which will open on December 4, 2024 at the National Library of Israel. In the exhibition, rare items such as Kafka’s will, letters in his handwriting, and even draft pages of The Castle that were left out of the published book will be on display, as well as items which tell the complicated story of Kafka and the women in his life. The exhibition marks the 100th anniversary of Kafka’s passing.

Larger Than Life: Remembering Eden Ben Rubi

Ben Rubi had a natural artistic spark that enabled the Rishon Lezion resident to express her unique personality in her works. She dreamed of leaving her mark on the world. On October 7, 2023, she was among those murdered at the Nova music festival.

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Eden Ben Rubi, may her memory be a blessing

The colorful elephant looks ahead from a painting hanging from a first-floor wall in Rishon Lezion’s city hall. The pachyderm’s blue, green, orange, yellow and red body, depicted in wide brush strokes, may not fit on an African savannah, but it seemed plenty natural to Eden Ben Rubi, the local artist who painted it.

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Eden Ben Rubi’s elephant painting

The image so appealed to Meirav Ben Rubi that she wore it on a t-shirt while being interviewed for a short film about the life of her daughter, 23, who along with her boyfriend Ariel Bitton was murdered by Hamas terrorists after fleeing the Nova music festival and taking refuge in a bomb shelter on October 7, 2023.

Eden painted the elephant during a two-week art workshop in India during a visit the last summer of her life. Because the canvas hadn’t dried when Eden left India, the workshop’s director mailed it later. It reached Eden a week before her murder.

Edens Sketch Of The Taj Mahal Which She Visited In Summer 2023
Eden’s sketch of the Taj Mahal, which she visited in summer 2023

When the city hall exhibition — displaying works of six natives killed at Nova and in the war since — closes, the painting will return to the Ben Rubis’ home — the only artwork by Eden displayed there. It’s not that Eden particularly loved elephants, Meirav said. Rather, her daughter had been struck by this post in English:

ADVICE FROM AN ELEPHANT

  • Make a big first impression.
  • Don’t work for peanuts.
  • Be all ears.
  • Know when to put your foot down.
  • Be gentle, no matter your size.
  • Have big ideas.
  • Charge ahead.

“This was Eden: that it doesn’t matter your size — bring big ideas,” she said. “Leave an impression that you won’t be forgotten.”

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Some of Eden Ben Rubi’s works at Rishon Lezion city hall (photo by Keren Weisshaus)

The blonde-braided Eden loved to create. “A gallery in New York” read one item on a handwritten checklist of her life’s goals in a notebook found under Eden’s pillow. Eden didn’t live to open a gallery, but Meirav achieved the next-best thing by arranging for Eden’s work to be displayed, along with pieces by other Nova victims, in Manhattan’s Chelsea neighborhood in April.

“What spoke to me about Eden’s art was the realness. You can feel her emotions and her connection to different people, places and things that meant a lot to her,” said Julia Levine, who organized the New York event and displays in her apartment a copy of another of Eden’s elephant paintings, this one Indian-themed.

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Meirav, above her daughter’s picture, at an exhibition-dedication event in Rishon Lezion (photo courtesy of Meirav Ben Rubi)

Eden painted, sketched and drew. She made tattoos for friends. She seemingly was everyone’s friend, someone who lifted spirits and freely complimented others, who loved to dance and sing and smile — that’s the consensus of the film, After Eden.

The film was made by young Jews in Greece, the ancestral homeland of Eden’s father Uzi’s family. She traveled to Greece most summers to attend a Jewish camp, where she later worked as a counselor. When Meirav and Uzi visited the Acropolis last Passover, a cashier recognized her as Eden’s mother.

“I’m not like everyone else. That’s clear. As a result, I’ll succeed,” Eden said in a clip included in the film.

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Eden at work (photo by Meirav Ben Rubi)

Keren Weisshaus, the curator of the Rishon Lezion exhibition, said she’s struck by the movement of Eden’s brush strokes, her utilizing lots of color and the cheerfulness conveyed. Approximately a dozen of her works appear in the exhibition, all of them sketches and drawings but for the elephant painting.

The display “testifies to her personality, that she saw brightness in everything,” said Weisshaus. “We see she’s bubbly, like sparkling water. Just like everyone has a unique handwriting style, so with an artist we can learn about the person’s personality and style. [We] can see that she’s energetic, upbeat and optimistic. You can see by the subjects she chooses that she sees the beauty in the world and in people.”

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Eden Ben Rubi

That is apparent, too, in Eden’s paintings that Weisshaus didn’t include in the exhibition — “very colorful, saturated with color, [like] of sunsets,” she said. “You see her passion for life.”

Most astounding about the works and the exhibitions is this: Eden never studied art.

“Everything came from her head, her imagination,” Meirav said.

People continue paying tribute to her. A yoga event is being organized in her memory in Miami, and a wine-tasting night in Israel. Acclaimed chef Moshe Segev added an Eden’s Sunsets Cocktail to the menus of his restaurants in Petah Tikva and Hod Hasharon.

“Whoever does something recalling [Eden] really strengthens and excites us. The pain is there, but it helps. It says, ‘Look, they’re not forgetting her,’ ” Meirav said.

“Every time I memorialize her, I feel her close to my heart.”

Writer-editor Hillel Kuttler can be reached at [email protected].

Read more at: Lives Lost: The Works of the October 7 Fallen – A Special Project

Upon a Pink Cloud: Remembering Inbar Haiman

Graffiti art was Inbar’s thing, but her creativity was boundless. She was among those murdered at the Nova music festival on October 7, 2023.

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Inbar Haiman, may her memory be a blessing

The keychain Inbar Haiman made as a gift for her college roommate, Naomi Goldstein, contained standard elements, like a part-metal/part-thread chain. At the chain’s end lay a lime-green plastic knob that Haiman likely had pressed hundreds of times to make art. It was a nozzle from a spray-paint canister, the preferred tool of her trade. Haiman used spray paint to decorate items she found, like parts of discarded toys, then recycled them into art she sold as picture frames or earrings or keychains.

Keychain Inbar Made For Her Roommate Naomi Goldstein Photo By Naomi Goldstein
A keychain Inbar made for her roommate Naomi Goldstein (photo by Naomi Goldstein)

Haiman utilized spray-paint cans more conventionally, too, if such an adverb could apply to graffiti art. The genre appealed to Haiman because, as she told relatives and friends, it was accessible to everyone outdoors in the public domain, not only those paying to enter a museum.

Haiman also was “excited about the risk” of creating graffiti on public property, Goldstein said. “She liked that with graffiti, you could be appreciated and anonymous at the same time.”

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Inbar Haiman, doing what she loved. Photo courtesy of the Haiman family

Haiman dubbed herself “Pink Question,” for her favorite color and her curiosity — a moniker she shortened to “Pink.” That’s how she remains known. Haiman, 27, was one of at least 364 people whom Hamas murdered in its October 7, 2023, rampage at the Nova music festival at Kibbutz Reim, part of the Gaza Strip-based terrorist group’s day-long massacre of 1,200 people in Israel’s northwest Negev. The terrorists kidnapped her body and still hold it captive.

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A sign made by Haiman’s friends near Petah Tikva (photo by Naomi Goldstein)

Haiman’s loved ones continue lobbying in Israel and overseas for her repatriation. Their efforts include spreading the message in a manner she’d likely have appreciated. It’s there — Free Pink, the graffiti reads in English — on boulders alongside Israel Railways tracks in the country’s north. On a highway wall, in English and Hebrew lettering, on Rte. 471 not far from Haiman’s parents’ home in Petah Tikva. Between shop entrances on Haifa’s busy HaAtzmaut Street, is a message apparently painted by her classmates at the WIZO Haifa Academy of Design and Education: RIP Pink: Rest in Paint. And plenty more places.

Art, in part, is what sent Haiman to the fateful festival. She brought at least three of her paintings to try to sell there. Goldstein and Haiman’s mother, Ifat, don’t know whether she succeeded or even if the works survived the massacre. Haiman also was drawn to Nova by the music and the dancing — and the chance to lend a hand. She was hired to work there as a “helper”: someone assisting those who weren’t feeling well, including those attendees who’d drunk, smoked or inhaled too much.

“She loved people without judgment. She touched so many people. She helped people,” said Ifat. Haiman once calmed a suicidal peer. While studying at WIZO, she volunteered at a Haifa high school, leading workshops in graffiti art and creative writing. While in the army, Haiman organized an open-microphone poetry night in Jerusalem for teenagers; it’s where she and Goldstein met.

“Inbar lived art every day,” Goldstein said.

WIZO lecturer Yael Barnea Givoni was impressed by Haiman’s final project in her second year. The assignment called for telling a five-part story in three dimensions. Haiman fashioned a five-member family out of spray-paint cans, buttons and other materials, using bright colors for their bodies and creative cuts of the metal for teeth to fashion distinct characteristics in a clan of what Barnea Givoni called “nice monsters.”

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Inbar Haiman’s class project with teacher Yael Barnea Givoni

The project elicited Haiman’s “imagination and wildness,” she said. “She wasn’t tame. She was daring.”

Ifat remembers that her daughter began doing graffiti art with friends at about age 15. A few years later, she painted a pink question mark on a wall near home. Even in Haifa, she’d do graffiti late at night — alone or bringing someone along as a lookout. “It was a form of rebellion, of course,” Ifat said.

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Inbar Haiman painting graffiti. Photo courtesy of the Haiman family

Haiman was preparing for a career in artistic branding, such as for a hi-tech company, Ifat said. Haiman and her boyfriend and WIZO classmate, Noam Allon, spoke of opening an art studio. The couple discussed marriage. Following Haiman’s murder, Allon dropped out of college and is travelling abroad.

Ifat misses her deep conversations with Haiman. They’d go for coffee, put down their phones and would “sit and talk and open our hearts,” Ifat said. “She wasn’t only my daughter. She was my friend. She told me her secrets. I’d sometimes reveal, too. That wasn’t to be taken for granted. We’d discuss everything.”

But Ifat didn’t know much about her daughter’s art until after Haiman’s death, when WIZO classmates brought her paintings and creations from Haifa. Some of it has since been displayed throughout Israel and even at the United Nations. Several students at WIZO — and at Ariel University and the Bezalel Academy of Art and Design — dedicated their graduate projects in Haiman’s memory.

“It brings attention to her, and brings back her light,” said Ifat. “It strengthens me.”

Writer-editor Hillel Kuttler can be reached at [email protected].

Read more at: Lives Lost: The Works of the October 7 Fallen – A Special Project

More Than a Thousand Words: Hannah Senesh’s Photographs

Hannah Senesh had a poetic view of the world, as reflected in her own words – her poems, diaries and other writings. But the young paratrooper also left behind another, less well-known viewpoint, as documented through the lens of her camera.

Hannah Senesh at age sixteen, and her camera which is today preserved in the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel and made accessible courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen.

“Aniko, the serious writer, writing her famous novel.” The inscription behind the black and white photograph is handwritten, easily recognizable from countless other texts written by this young woman – poems, personal notes, diaries and more.

The young woman in the picture, who also wrote the inscription, is “Aniko” herself, better known by her Hebrew name: Hannah Senesh (Szenes). It’s Christmas, 1936. Senesh is pictured in her family home in Budapest. She is sitting at a desk, looking directly at the camera, before her is a notebook and she holds a pen in her hand. Beside her is a picture of her father, the acclaimed writer and playwright, Béla Senesh, whom she lost when she was only six years old.

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Hannah Senesh sitting at her desk. From the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen

Béla Senesh, like his daughter, wrote quite a lot of material during his short lifespan, including stories for children, first read to little Hannah and her brother Giora (George). When Hannah was only five years old, she began to follow in her father’s footsteps and started to write.

At a later age she wrote about him:

“There are stars whose light reaches the earth only after they themselves have disintegrated and are no more.

And there are people whose scintillating memory lights the world after they have passed from it.  

These lights which shine in the darkest night – are those which illumine for us the path.”

(Translator unknown)

But along with the notebooks, diaries, writing instruments and the typewriter, the “tools of the trade” that we typically associate with a poet, Hannah also had a camera. This creative young woman, the Zionist who dreamed of making an impact and being remembered, left her stamp in more than one way.

In 2022, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen, Hannah Senesh’s archive was deposited in the National Library of Israel as part of the Senesh Family Archive. In addition to manuscripts there are also family photos and many photographs that Senesh took herself – in Hungary on family vacations, and after her aliyah to the Land of Israel. Sometimes she wrote on the back of the photograph, other times the photographs were attached to a letter sent to her mother or brother Giora. The archive also contains Hannah’s camera, an Agfa Box-Spezial Camera in a small leather box lined with blue fabric, her name on it in her own handwriting.

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Hannah Senesh’s camera, today preserved in the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen

Some of the photos are arranged in albums organized and kept by Senesh, some with typewritten captions. “Now I will go to sort out my photographs and reproductions. This activity gives me great pleasure,” she wrote in her diary, (excerpt from Diaries, Poems, Testimonies by Hannah Senesh). Senesh had a collection of postcards and artwork reproductions which are also part of the archive.

The albums are evidence of an imaginative young woman who viewed the world as a poet, with a strong desire to preserve, remember and remind.

“I am writing now from San Pellegrino, sitting on grass, with mountains in front of me and behind me. A stream winds through the valley, a wonderful mix of emotions and images. I’ve taken in so many impressions… I am trying to write everything down, to save the memories of these two days as a keepsake.”

(Excerpt from “Diaries, Poems, Testimonies“)

In the summer of 1937, 16-year-old Senesh travels by train to Italy equipped with a camera. The purpose of the trip is to meet her relatives in Menaggio near Lake Como. On the way she also visits Milan, Venice, and San Pellegrino. “I am full of curiosity and have a camera in my hand,” she writes in her diary.

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Hannah Senesh on vacation in Italy. From the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen

After a visit to the Duomo in Milan, she writes in her diary about the experience, and her photographs of the cathedral fill some two pages in her photo album:

“I’d heard a lot about it, and I even saw a picture…as if I saw it in my mind’s eye. Nevertheless, as I now stood at the edge of its vast square, in front of the towering building in all its glory, I looked in awe, breathless, at the whole church as a work of imagination. I started walking towards it, and entered through the bronze gate with its inlaid reliefs. At the first moment, I noticed in the gloom only the outlines of the giant columns… Slowly my eyes were drawn to the Gothic vaults and the capitals of the columns crowned with statues. The vast dimensions contain human destinies, whose hopes, torments and dreams were cast in these columns.”

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Pictures of Milan from Hannah Senesh’s photograph album, 1937. From the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen

In 1938, she writes about winning a prize in a school photography competition: “3 films. That’s second prize.” (Excerpt from Diaries, Poems, Testimonies). In March of that year, Senesh is disturbed by the situation prevailing in Europe. She writes in her diary for the first time about political events and describes the occupation of Austria by Hitler. During this year, Senesh declares in her diary that she is a Zionist.

A year later, in March 1939, she is no longer interested in anything but Zionism. “I would not be exaggerating if I write that the only thing by which I live and which occupies me completely is Zionism… I now take upon myself the right to see only ourselves, Judaism, the Land of Israel and its future. The situation is very serious.”

It is Senesh’s last year at school and final exams are approaching. She writes “I hardly pay attention to them and I don’t prepare”. During this period, she writes a letter in Hebrew to Hannah Maisel-Shohat, the director of the agricultural school for young women in Nahalal. She longs to immigrate to Israel and help build the Jewish settlement, “May they accept me!” she writes in her diary.

And she was indeed accepted. Immediately after her 18th birthday, Senesh received the long-awaited certificate. She said goodbye to her mother and set off alone, two days by train and five more days by ship: “I finally arrived home to Eretz Yisrael”.

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Hannah Senesh on the day of her arrival at Haifa port. From the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen.

She first came to Haifa and then to the Jezreel Valley, to Nahalal, where she worked in the laundry, dairy, kitchen, and produce warehouse sorting grapefruit. She studied Hebrew and agriculture, developed friendships, and even went on trips — along with her camera.

In Senesh’s many correspondences with her mother Katarina, who remained in Hungary, she asked her to send some basic supplies: “Regarding my other requests, I am really very well equipped, and I don’t know what other things I need. Soon, I will run out of soap, toothpaste, film. Could you send me that? (Excerpt from Only You Will Understand by Hannah Senesh)

At Nahalal, Hannah and her camera were inseparable. “Today I had an impressive success with photography. A few girls who were excited about the Nahalal photos bought film and asked me to photograph them. All eight photos turned out very well. Now everyone wants me to photograph them, as if they’ve appointed me the court photographer.” (Excerpt from Only You Will Understand)

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Hannah Senesh on a trip with her friends from Nahalal. From the Senesh Family Archive at the National Library of Israel, courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen.

Senesh continues her journey in the Land of Israel. She is seeking a kibbutz that suits her mindset, and finally arrives at Sdot-Yam, where she stays until enlisting in the British Army and departing on the mission from which she will not return. She no longer photographs. She reflects on the past, writing, “I’m afraid to look into the depths of the abyss” (Excerpt from Diaries, Poems, Testimonies).

“Only one image draws me back into the past – mother at the train station. Four years. I never believed that the chasm separating us would be so wide.”

The Senesh Family Archive is today deposited at the National Library of Israel and has been made accessible courtesy of Ori and Mirit Eisen.