“A city within a city,” whispered the wind, rustling through the ancient trees that graced the Krutitsy. You might not believe it gazing at these serene surroundings, but we’re only a stone’s throw from the bustling heart of Moscow. This, my friends, is the Krutitsy Metochion, a place where time seems to stand still. Imagine stepping back into the 13th century, to the time of the Golden Horde. It was then that this ecclesiastical estate was founded, a haven for the Russian Orthodox faithful even under Mongol rule. The very name “Krutitsy” hints at its history, referring to the steep banks of the Yauza River that embrace this sacred ground. The Krutitsy witnessed the rise and fall of empires, the clashes of faith and power. In the 17th century, it flourished under Metropolitan Paul II who spearheaded a grand construction project. He bestowed upon Krutitsy its magnificent Dormition Cathedral, the stately Metropolitan’s Chamber and a tranquil garden graced by Moscow’s first fountain. But like all tales of grandeur, Krutitsy’s prosperity was not to last. By the late 18th century, the estate fell from grace, its religious significance fading as it was repurposed into a military depot. For almost two centuries, the echoes of prayers were replaced by the tramp of soldiers’ boots. It wasn’t until the mid-20th century, thanks to the tireless efforts of restorer Petr Baranovsky, that Krutitsy began to awaken from its slumber. And what a magnificent awakening it was. Today, as you stroll through the meticulously restored buildings, past the ornate Dormition Cathedral and the intricate Teremok tower, you’re walking through centuries of history. Close your eyes, and you might hear the whispers of praying monks, the clinking of coins as alms are given, the murmurs of political intrigue that once colored these walls. The spirit of old Moscow lives and breathes in the Krutitsy Metochion, a hidden gem that offers a glimpse into the soul of Russia.
Центральный дом работников искусств
Step through the grand wooden doors of the Central House of the Workers of Art, and you’ll be transported to