"… Often, in a grim dugout, a young partisan would gather his comrades, who would sit on bunks around a poor-lit torch, and, read out his poems or a story. The partisans tired after a difficult mission would closely listen to the young author and their life would suddenly seem more beautiful and richly colored. That was how partisans' art was born, in the rare moments of relaxation. The art was young, not clearly formalized, but sincere in feelings and aspirations."
Excerpt from the preface to The Anthology of Partisan Art, Issue No.1, Zhukov Brigade, Vileika Oblast