The 65-year-old artist actively participated in the events of 2020 and faced persecution.

On Saturday, September 19, Belarusian writer and bard Anatol Kudlasevich passed away. He had turned 65 two weeks ago.
Kudlasevich was born in 1961 in the Stolin district. A veterinarian by his first education, he later connected his life with literature and graduated from the Maxim Gorky Literature Institute in Moscow.
Kudlasevich worked at Belarusian Television and Radio, dealing with literary and cultural programs. He authored several poetry and prose books, wrote songs, and performed as a bard. He also compiled literary anthologies, including Belarusian epitaphs and parodies.
In August 2020, Anatol Kudlasevich was arrested for 10 days for participating in a protest action. In 2021, two searches were conducted in the writer's apartment. The first was linked to the Autukhovich case, during the second, GUBADIK trashed Kudlasevich's home.
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