About

Who is Madeleine Kando?

Early Years – Budapest

madeleine kando toddler

I began my immigrant career at the age of four, when my family moved to France from Hungary, right before the Iron Curtain closed off many of the countries of Eastern Europe and made them satellite states of the Soviet Union.
A child of a mixed marriage between a Jew and a Gentile, born among the rubble of World War II, I became a political refugee and grew up in Paris and Amsterdam. You couldn’t ask for a better apprenticeship if you are an aspiring immigrant.

Childhood – Paris

Madeleine Kando-as-a-child

Amsterdam

Aged eleven, I safely tucked my French past in the bottom of my backpack, along with my newly acquired French accent, as we moved from Paris to Amsterdam.
At the age of 18, I packed my bags and began to travel. Those were liberating times. Working in London, I discovered the exhilaration of anonymity. My soul and I could disappear in this vast, beautiful city. Thirsty for more adventure I hitch hiked to Spain.

London

madeleine kando dancer

Madrid

I settled in Madrid. Being  young, tall and blue-eyed I got so much male attention that I acquired the habit of walking with a rolled up newspaper and use it as a fly swatter whenever an overzealous caballero made a move to invade my personal space.
I was in search for a place that would accommodate all my conflicting stories but Spain under Franco was as unforgiving of mutts like me as my previously adopted countries.

New York

Extending my search beyond Europe, I left for America. The shock to my system driving through Harlem was so great that I wondered if I had landed in a war torn country. I saw a big black man with only one shoe on, cross the street, barely able to keep his balance, the piles of uncollected garbage, the beat up cars, the dirty streets.. but all this is for another story.

America

I consider myself lucky to have had the privilege of living my life where several cultures meet. Maybe because of my gypsy roots, I have always felt a sense of adventure by moving about and living in new places. There was a childish excitement brewing in me, especially when I came to America. It was huge, wild and seemed to fit my disorderly and chaotic nature.

America, with all its ugliness, its beauty, has accepted me and all my pasts. I was able to safely unpack them all, lay them out for everyone to see. Everyone here is openly rummaging through their multiple pasts. Everyone is like me, a mutt.

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