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Unto Every Face
A Name
by Yehudit Shendar
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Entry on
Zemah Weinrich from the list of
portraits by artist Alter
(Arthur) Ritov |
A winter’s eve,
1943. In the basement of a house on Riga’s Valmieras Street,
inside a complex that holds the German army’s auto repair shop, a
Jewish prisoner sits for his portrait. Meir Levinstein movingly
captures the unique moment in his book The Holocaust in Riga:
“We didn’t think
of Arthur [Alter Ritov] simply as a talented artist, but as
someone with a soul, more than just another prisoner. It was as if
he had been sent to us for a purpose, to make us feel that we were
still alive... and that the Jewish people still lived—and would do
so forever.”
Even before the
exterminations began, the Nazi war machine had worked tirelessly
to eradicate the Jews’ individual identities. Their sense of
humanity was taken away; their personal histories obliterated. But
that ineffable moment, while the artist focused on each
individual’s face and soul, was a rare treasure hidden from German
eyes.
Few of the
Farbreitschaft group survived that winter; the prisoners’ days
of forced labor was accompanied by sadistic torture at the hands
of Latvians and Germans alike—and death was just around the
corner. Some of the prisoners, however, are now being brought back
to life in the magnificent art collection at Yad Vashem, which
contains about 50 of the drawings executed during that winter.
These drawings managed to survive the inferno, hidden by Ritov
under a cupboard in the repair shop. When, finally, liberation was
at hand, he recovered the drawings, bringing them to Israel when
he immigrated in 1970.
Attached to the
drawings, which reached Yad Vashem in 1979, was a handwritten
note, listing some of the people whose portraits Ritov had
rescued. One of them was Zemah Weinrich, described as “a butcher
from the Latvian city of Tukums. He possessed enormous strength...
In the ghetto he loaded German trucks onto railroad cars bound for
the front. Weinrich would sabotage them. In the end he was caught,
and they hung him in the ghetto.”
Levinstein’s book
reveals more about Weinrich. From his solitary prison cell, he
managed to smuggle a letter out to his friends. “They interrogated
me and brutally tortured me,” he wrote, “but that’s all over
now... I am content to be sitting here alone and waiting for the
end to come... Dear Friends! I bid you farewell. I beg you not to
forget that for all of us putting up a fight is of the utmost
importance... I would rather they didn’t hang me—I would prefer to
be
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Alter (Arthur) Ritov,
Portrait of Zemah Weinrich, Riga, 1943-1944, charcoal
on paper |
executed by a firing squad. Yours, Zemah.” People in the
ghetto reported seeing Weinrich, with his murderers at his side,
taking his final journey. He walked, they said, with his head held
high and Hatikva on his lips.
Yad Vashem’s Art Museum staff were determined to learn more about this
remarkable man. Cross-referencing Yad Vashem’s databases, over
two million Pages of Testimony, personal documents, photographs,
books artifacts and works of art enables researchers to restore
victims’ identities and garner invaluable information about
surviving members of their families. Members of staff soon found a
Page of Testimony submitted in 1956 by Zemah’s brother Avraham. A
swift search of the phone book revealed that the Weinrich family
still lived at the address listed on the Page of Testimony.
One of the staff
dialed the number, and Avraham’s wife answered. Sadly she related
that her husband had died the previous year. After words of
condolence, she was told that a portrait of her brother-in-law
Zemah, dating back to the Holocaust, had made its way to Yad
Vashem. “Zemah der gibbor [the hero]” she replied in
Yiddish, her voice choked with tears.
As it was a few
weeks before Rosh Hashanah, in the spirit of the holiday,
museum staff sent her a facsimile of the painting. A second
conversation, charged with emotion, followed, as Mrs. Weinrich
expressed her gratitude both for the gesture and for the portrait
of her courageous brother-in-law, about whom her husband had
talked about so much.
Another individual
whose portrait was in the collection was described by Ritov as
“Rapoport—sent to Stuetzpunkt—a place where Jews were
murdered.” Museum Staff were anxious to trace this man too, but
only knew his surname. Nevertheless, with the help of Yad Vashem’s
advanced computerized database, they found a Page of Testimony
submitted in 1999 about Michael (Misha) Rapoport, an economist
from Riga, submitted by Rapoport’s nephew Arieh Reisser. Over the
phone, Reisser confirmed that his mother’s brother had lived in
Riga. In 1939 he and his mother had gone to visit his uncle, but
the war broke out and they were forced to return home to
Palestine. After the war, Arieh’s mother learned that her brother
had not survived.
When Mrs. Reiser
gave birth to a son a few years later, she named him Michael after
her brother. Michael grew up, joined the ‘Likud’ party and
eventually became a member of the Knesset. Tragically, he was
killed in a traffic accident in 1988.
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Alter (Arthur) Ritov,
Portrait of Michael Rapoport, Riga,1943, charcoal on
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Michael and Ella (Levenstein)
Rapoport, Riga, pre-WWII. Courtesy of Arieh Reisser, Rehovot |
Michael’s older
brother Arieh still had an old photograph of his uncle that was
sent to his relatives in Palestine. Excited by this discovery,
museum staff asked if they could examine it to help verify that
Arieh’s uncle Misha and the Rapoport of the portrait were the same
man. They sent Arieh a facsimile of the drawing and in turn, he
sent the photo—and a letter. “In light of the circumstances,” he
noted, “it is hard to compare the photo of a happy man, probably
on his wedding day, with his portrait drawn after a considerable
period of intense suffering. What makes it even more difficult is
the fact that the one person who can best make the identification
was five at the time—and 61 years have passed since then.”
Yet a close
examination of the photo and the portrait left no doubt that they
were the same person, despite the fact that the portrait reflects
the horrors Misha experienced, his face emaciated almost beyond
recognition. His eyes are veiled in melancholy, offering mute
testimony to his tragedy. “Over and above the impact it has
already had on me,” wrote Arieh Reisser, “I recognize the value to
my grandchild of displaying the portrait of my uncle, who was
murdered by the Nazis.”
As with Misha
Rapoport and Zemah Weinrich, dedicated Art Musuem staff follow
every possible lead to learn about the fate of both model and
artist. The Nazis tried to eradicate completely the memory of
those they murdered, but with pencil and paper Alter Ritov managed
to bestow upon a few of their victims eternal life. Staff at Yad
Vashem continue in this diligent pursuit, retrieving every
possible piece of information in order to rescue them from
oblivion. Redeeming their name and histories, these once anonymous
portraits bring those who perished back unto the family of man.
The author is Senior Art Curator of
the Museums Division
Copyright ©2004 Yad Vashem The Holocaust
Martyrs' and Heroes' Remembrance Authority |