Like a Drop of Ink in a Downpour

2022 National Jewish Book Award Finalist for Autobiography & Memoir

2022 Foreword INDIES Book of the Year Awards Finalist

2022 Women’s National Book Association Great Group Reads Selection

Like a Drop of Ink in a Downpour is more ambitious than the average memoir. It’s informed by Galina’s and her parents’ lessons on the value of art and culture and enriched by Alëna’s beautifully constructed images and Galina’s poetry.

– Herb Randall, LA Review of Books

“Strikes a real chord given the ongoing Russian war with Ukraine.”

— Tiziana Dearing, Radio Boston

LIKE A DROP OF INK IN A DOWNPOUR follows Yelena, nicknamed Alëna, during her childhood in Leningrad (now Saint Petersburg), Russia in the 1970s and ‘80s. Her life is upended when her family decides to emigrate to America to save the paintings by her late grandfather, Felix Lembersky. Instead her mother is charged with a crime and unjustly incarcerated.

Told in the dual points of view, this memoir is a clear-eyed look at the reality of life in the Soviet Union during the Cold War, giving us an insider’s perspective on the roots of contemporary Russia. It is also a coming-of-age story, heartfelt and funny, a testament to the unbreakable bond between mothers and daughters, and the healing power of art.

YELENA LEMBERSKY is a co-author of two books, Felix Lembersky: Paintings and Drawings (2009), and Like a Drop of Ink in a Downpour, co-authored with her mother, Galina. Her writing has appeared in The Forward, World Literature Today, Cardinal Points Literary Journal, Cultural Reverence: An International Journal of Art and Literature, and she was a repeated guest on National Public Radio. She grew up in the Soviet Union and immigrated to the USA in 1987. She began to study art at Mukhina (now Stieglitz) Institute of Art in Leningrad, and continued education in the U.S., earning degrees in art and architecture from the University of Michigan and MIT.

RESPONSES to LIKE A DROP OF INK IN A DOWNPOUR

My parents are from the Soviet Union, and while they talk about it a lot, I was never able to relate to their stories or fully understand them. Their stories seemed so alien to me because of how different they were from my childhood. But after reading [this] memoir and imagining all the small details in my head, like the guy that would go door to door to sharpen knives, I feel that I am closer to relating to my parents' stories.

D. P., student, QUEEN'S UNIVERSITY, Kingston, ON, Canada, 2023

Reading the beginning of this [memoir] made me nostalgic for something I have never experienced: my mother’s childhood. She was born in the same year as Alena in the Soviet Union. I grew up listening to her stories about her childhood and what life was like in the USSR. Reading this section was like reading about my mother. . . . I remember my mother telling me about the government constructions, the alcoholism, the empty shelves in the grocery stores, the propaganda, the neighbors in the housing projects. It is fascinating to experience the Soviet environment through the lens of someone other than my parents. I’m really excited to continue reading.

—P.C., student, University of Michigan, September 2022

Cristina Gonzalez, University of Michigan, Fall, 2022