The murder
of Antonio Trzebinski
Keith Dovkants|Evening Standard
The murder of Antonio Trzebinski was never likely to be
quickly forgotten. He was, after all, an exceptional figure: a handsome,
charismatic artist with an international reputation, living at the centre of a
glamorous social set in Africa.
When he was shot dead in circumstances that eerily recalled
the murder of the serial womaniser Lord Erroll, whose killing inspired the film
White Mischief, there was talk of wild promiscuity and insane jealousy.
Amid all this clamour, one voice was silent. Natasha Illum
Berg, the beautiful Danish white hunter who was believed to be Trzebinski's
lover, refused to speak.
Like every other key player in the affair, she is an
extraordinary character. She combines a career as a conservationist with
leading government-licensed safaris, hunting big game. After Trzebinski's
murder she gave a statement to the police, but always insisted the artist was a
close friend. Until now.
Illum Berg has written a frank memoir. The book, to be
published in London this August, is certain to re-ignite the passions that were
so much a part of the circumstances surrounding Trzebinski's murder, and,
perhaps, provide new clues that may help identify the artist's killer.
Details of the book are being kept secret and the publisher
refuses to discuss it, but its contents are likely to have a devastating effect
on Trzebinski's widow, Anna.
The book reveals, for the first time, Illum Berg's own view
of life in Happy Valley. She is currently leading a safari in the Tanzanian
bush and is out of contact, and her publisher declined to reveal what is in the
book, but I understand it is an immensely powerful record of her relationship
with Trzebinski.
A source who has had access to the manuscript says: "It
is filled with love. There are passages that show the magic there was between
her and Tonio. She describes things he told her from his childhood; there is a
beautiful description of how a firefly can glow in daylight. It is a work of
passion."
Trzebinski's family and friends hope the publication of
Illum Berg's memoir may revive the investigation into his murder. Renewed
interest in the case, they say, may bring new clues to light, or prompt someone
to speak. Indeed, the artist's mother, Errol, is appealing to Scotland Yard to
help launch a new inquiry.
Anna Trzebinski spends a lot of her time in London now,
because since her husband's murder, on 16 October 2001, she has become a
successful fashion designer. Her garments, some decorated in tradit ional
African style by Masai tribeswomen, are sold in the world's most exclusive
shops. She is in her late thirties, a relative of Lord Delamere, one of the
pioneers of Kenyan legend.
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She grew up surrounded by sophisticated expatriates and
socialites. When she married Trzebinski, the son of a Polish aristocrat and a
British writer whose work was used in another hit movie, Out of Africa, it
seemed two extraordinary people had found their soulmate.
Anna certainly believed that. Soon after Trzebinski's death
she revealed that when they met at a lunch, she had to get up and leave because
she was overwhelmed by her feelings: "I went home and I was physically
sick because I knew I had met the man of my life," she said.
She was married to someone else at that time, but they
quickly began an affair. On New Year's Eve, 1989, Anna joined a gathering of
friends on the island of Funzi, off the east African coast. Tonio, as
Trzebinski was known, crossed to the island in a native canoe. As Anna's
husband lay in bed, recovering from a poisonous centipede bite, she recalled,
she and Trzebinski made love in the bushes. In a matter of days, they were
living together, apparently inseparable.
Anna was divorced and she married Trzebinski during a
holiday in California in 1991 and returned to live in a magnificent house,
built by Trzebinski himself, in the affluent Langata suburb of Nairobi. They
had two children, now aged 11 and 10, and they lived what appeared to be an
enviable life. Anna said of that time: "We were this incredible couple
with the world at our feet. We just wanted to go out there and party for as
much as we could party and live life. Everything was so sublime, so sublime."
Their home became a crossroads for artists and writers,
there were constant parties and lunches - a visit to the Trzebinskis was a
necessary stop on anyone's East African itinerary. Their home bordered a
national park that is a habitat for some of the rarest creatures in Africa.
With his shoulder-length, wavy blond hair, imposing physique
and dynamism, Trzebinski was an exotic creature in his own right. He would
paint in his studio near the house most days. Stripped to the waist, with
classical music booming from powerful loudspeakers, he attacked his canvasses
with Herculean energy. At the time of his death he had had a successful show in
London and his work had gained a following in Europe and the US. Anna was
running his business affairs and to outsiders it seemed their life - and
marriage - was perfect. But it wasn't.
ANTONIO Trzebinski had become cap t ivated by Natasha Illum
Berg. This young Danish woman lived a short drive from their house and had
created something of a stir among the Nairobi expatriates. With her exceptional
beauty and enthusiasm for Africa, its wildlife and people, she was highly
sought-after, but quickly earned a reputation for being rather cool - indeed,
her nickname was The Ice Queen.
The timing of her revelations about her intimacy with
Trzebinski, who was 41 when he died, may prove significant. After more than two
years, the police investigation into his death has all but ended. Although the
Nairobi police say the file is still "active", nothing is being done
and there is considerable frustration among the artist's family and friends
over the fact that no one has been found guilty of his murder.
It is a perplexing case, riddled with elements that recall
the Lord Erroll business. Joss Erroll, like Trzebinski, was a star in his
social circle of moneyed Europeans living in Kenya during the last war. Erroll
was notoriously priapic and preyed on other men's wives, among them Diana, the
wife of Sir Jock Delves Broughton.
In 1941, Erroll was found shot dead in his Buick. Delves
Broughton was arrested, tried for murder, but acquitted, although many believed
he was guilty and when he returned to Britain he found himself ostracised. He
committed suicide in a room at the Adelphi Hotel in Liverpool in December 1942.
Erroll, it was thought, had been murdered because he had
enraged a jealous husband.
Tonio's relationship with Illum Berg was no secret - even
his wife knew. Indeed, she found out in a shocking way. During the summer of
2001, she said, she had found him distant and she suspected he was seeing
someone else. One afternoon, he left his studio on his motorcycle and, although
he left the studio locked, she used a gardener's ladder to climb through an
open window.
She recalled: "I picked up his phone, hit the redial
button and who do you think
answered? I said 'Hello'. She said 'Hello'. I said 'Who is
this?' And in her usual arrogant way she said, 'Who am I talking to?' And I
recognised her voice. She must have looked at the phone, seen it was Tonio's
number and my voice, put the phone down and turned off her mobile. Within 10
minutes, Tonio was back."
The episode led to a screaming row and an apocalyptic,
violent outburst. Anna took a craft knife and slashed the paintings in the
studio. "I just wanted him to feel my pain," she said later.
Trzebinski left the house and they never spoke again. By
email, they agreed to a trial separation and Anna left Africa for America.
Trzebinski continued to see Illum Berg. She had been in a relationship, but, as
her book makes very clear, her passion for Trzebinski was all-consuming. He was
on his way to her house the night he died.
He was found lying a short distance from his Alfa Romeo, so
close to Illum Berg's house that her servants heard the shot. The bullet
entered under his right armpit, penetrating a lung and his heart. It was fired
from a 9mm weapon and it was a wound no one could have survived.
Earlier that evening, he had spoken to his mother, Errol,
who lives in Mombasa on the Kenyan coast. She told me: "He had moved back
into the house when Anna went to America and he told me he was going out and
might be back a bit late. We arranged to talk later.
"It seems he put the children to bed before leaving for
Natasha's house, then rang her on his mobile to say he was on his way. He never
got there."
Errol Trzebinski relates the events of that night in a calm
voice, but she says the fact that no one has been found guilty of her son's
murder leaves her in an emotional limbo, unable to move on from her grief. She
is planning to appeal to Sir John Stevens, the Metropolitan Police
commissioner, to see if Scotland Yard can help.
"It would need an invitation from the Kenyan
police," she says, "but I believe that with all the expertise and
resources they have, Scotland Yard could progress the case."
She dismisses the theory that her son was the victim of a
robbery. "The car wasn't taken; his wallet was still stuffed with money;
he was still wearing his wristwatch."
Curiously, the killer seems to have been interested in
Trzebinski's mobile phone. The SIM card was removed and later found in the
possession of a garage mechanic who said he had found it. He and two other men
were arrested for the murder, but later released.
The SIM card, Errol Trzebinski believes, could still yield
clues if it were subjected to a sophisticated forensic examination.
She believes her son was murdered by a contract killer. But
who would hire a killer to dispose of Trzebinski? And, perhaps more
importantly, why? Despite a rigorous scrutiny of his business and private
affairs, no answer to these questions has emerged.
But now that the woman he adored, Natasha Illum Berg, has
ended her silence, that may change.
Errol Trzebinski hopes so. The only person who wants the
affair to be forgotten, she said, is the one who ordered her son's murder.
The murder of Antonio Trzebinski was never likely to be
quickly forgotten. He was, after all, an exceptional figure: a handsome,
charismatic artist with an international reputation, living at the centre of a
glamorous social set in Africa.
When he was shot dead in circumstances that eerily recalled
the murder of the serial womaniser Lord Erroll, whose killing inspired the film
White Mischief, there was talk of wild promiscuity and insane jealousy.
Amid all this clamour, one voice was silent. Natasha Illum
Berg, the beautiful Danish white hunter who was believed to be Trzebinski's
lover, refused to speak.
Like every other key player in the affair, she is an
extraordinary character. She combines a career as a conservationist with
leading government-licensed safaris, hunting big game. After Trzebinski's
murder she gave a statement to the police, but always insisted the artist was a
close friend. Until now.
Illum Berg has written a frank memoir. The book, to be
published in London this August, is certain to re-ignite the passions that were
so much a part of the circumstances surrounding Trzebinski's murder, and,
perhaps, provide new clues that may help identify the artist's killer.
Details of the book are being kept secret and the publisher
refuses to discuss it, but its contents are likely to have a devastating effect
on Trzebinski's widow, Anna.
The book reveals, for the first time, Illum Berg's own view
of life in Happy Valley. She is currently leading a safari in the Tanzanian
bush and is out of contact, and her publisher declined to reveal what is in the
book, but I understand it is an immensely powerful record of her relationship
with Trzebinski.
A source who has had access to the manuscript says: "It
is filled with love. There are passages that show the magic there was between
her and Tonio. She describes things he told her from his childhood; there is a
beautiful description of how a firefly can glow in daylight. It is a work of
passion."
Trzebinski's family and friends hope the publication of
Illum Berg's memoir may revive the investigation into his murder. Renewed
interest in the case, they say, may bring new clues to light, or prompt someone
to speak. Indeed, the artist's mother, Errol, is appealing to Scotland Yard to
help launch a new inquiry.
Anna Trzebinski spends a lot of her time in London now,
because since her husband's murder, on 16 October 2001, she has become a
successful fashion designer. Her garments, some decorated in tradit ional
African style by Masai tribeswomen, are sold in the world's most exclusive
shops. She is in her late thirties, a relative of Lord Delamere, one of the
pioneers of Kenyan legend.
Read More
Errol grew up surrounded by sophisticated expatriates and
socialites. When she married Trzebinski, the son of a Polish aristocrat and a
British writer whose work was used in another hit movie, Out of Africa, it
seemed two extraordinary people had found their soulmate.
Anna certainly believed that. Soon after Trzebinski's death
she revealed that when they met at a lunch, she had to get up and leave because
she was overwhelmed by her feelings: "I went home and I was physically
sick because I knew I had met the man of my life," she said.
She was married to someone else at that time, but they
quickly began an affair. On New Year's Eve, 1989, Anna joined a gathering of
friends on the island of Funzi, off the east African coast. Tonio, as
Trzebinski was known, crossed to the island in a native canoe. As Anna's
husband lay in bed, recovering from a poisonous centipede bite, she recalled,
she and Trzebinski made love in the bushes. In a matter of days, they were
living together, apparently inseparable.
Anna was divorced and she married Trzebinski during a
holiday in California in 1991 and returned to live in a magnificent house,
built by Trzebinski himself, in the affluent Langata suburb of Nairobi. They
had two children, now aged 11 and 10, and they lived what appeared to be an
enviable life. Anna said of that time: "We were this incredible couple
with the world at our feet. We just wanted to go out there and party for as
much as we could party and live life. Everything was so sublime, so sublime."
Their home became a crossroads for artists and writers;
there were constant parties and lunches - a visit to the Trzebinskis was a
necessary stop on anyone's East African itinerary. Their home bordered a
national park that is a habitat for some of the rarest creatures in Africa.
With his shoulder-length, wavy blond hair, imposing physique
and dynamism, Trzebinski was an exotic creature in his own right. He would
paint in his studio near the house most days. Stripped to the waist, with
classical music booming from powerful loudspeakers, he attacked his canvasses
with Herculean energy. At the time of his death he had had a successful show in
London and his work had gained a following in Europe and the US. Anna was
running his business affairs and to outsiders it seemed their life - and
marriage - was perfect. But it wasn't.
Antonio Trzebinski had become captivated by Natasha Illum
Berg. This young Danish woman lived a short drive from their house and had
created something of a stir among the Nairobi expatriates. With her exceptional
beauty and enthusiasm for Africa, its wildlife and people, she was highly
sought-after, but quickly earned a reputation for being rather cool - indeed,
her nickname was The Ice Queen.
The timing of her revelations about her intimacy with
Trzebinski, who was 41 when he died, may prove significant. After more than two
years, the police investigation into his death has all but ended. Although the
Nairobi police say the file is still "active", nothing is being done
and there is considerable frustration among the artist's family and friends
over the fact that no one has been found guilty of his murder.
It is a perplexing case, riddled with elements that recall
the Lord Erroll business. Joss Erroll, like Trzebinski, was a star in his
social circle of moneyed Europeans living in Kenya during the last war. Erroll
was notoriously priapic and preyed on other men's wives, among them Diana, the
wife of Sir Jock Delves Broughton.
In 1941, Erroll was found shot dead in his Buick. Delves
Broughton was arrested, tried for murder, but acquitted, although many believed
he was guilty and when he returned to Britain he found himself ostracised. He
committed suicide in a room at the Adelphi Hotel in Liverpool in December 1942.
Erroll, it was thought, had been murdered because he had
enraged a jealous husband.
Tonio's relationship with Illum Berg was no secret - even
his wife knew. Indeed, she found out in a shocking way. During the summer of
2001, she said, she had found him distant and she suspected he was seeing
someone else. One afternoon, he left his studio on his motorcycle and, although
he left the studio locked, she used a gardener's ladder to climb through an
open window.
She recalled: "I picked up his phone, hit the redial
button and who do you think
answered? I said 'Hello'. She said 'Hello'. I said 'Who is
this?' And in her usual arrogant way she said, 'Who am I talking to?' And I
recognised her voice. She must have looked at the phone, seen it was Tonio's
number and my voice, put the phone down and turned off her mobile. Within 10
minutes, Tonio was back."
The episode led to a screaming row and an apocalyptic,
violent outburst. Anna took a craft knife and slashed the paintings in the
studio. "I just wanted him to feel my pain," she said later.
Trzebinski left the house and they never spoke again. By
email, they agreed to a trial separation and Anna left Africa for America.
Trzebinski continued to see Illum Berg. She had been in a relationship, but, as
her book makes very clear, her passion for Trzebinski was all-consuming. He was
on his way to her house the night he died.
He was found lying a short distance from his Alfa Romeo, so
close to Illum Berg's house that her servants heard the shot. The bullet
entered under his right armpit, penetrating a lung and his heart. It was fired
from a 9mm weapon and it was a wound no one could have survived.
Earlier that evening, he had spoken to his mother, Errol,
who lives in Mombasa on the Kenyan coast. She told me: "He had moved back
into the house when Anna went to America and he told me he was going out and
might be back a bit late. We arranged to talk later.
"It seems he put the children to bed before leaving for
Natasha's house, then rang her on his mobile to say he was on his way. He never
got there."
Errol Trzebinski relates the events of that night in a calm
voice, but she says the fact that no one has been found guilty of her son's
murder leaves her in an emotional limbo, unable to move on from her grief. She
is planning to appeal to Sir John Stevens, the Metropolitan Police
commissioner, to see if Scotland Yard can help.
"It would need an invitation from the Kenyan
police," she says, "but I believe that with all the expertise and
resources they have, Scotland Yard could progress the case."
She dismisses the theory that her son was the victim of a
robbery. "The car wasn't taken; his wallet was still stuffed with money;
he was still wearing his wristwatch."
Curiously, the killer seems to have been interested in
Trzebinski's mobile phone. The SIM card was removed and later found in the
possession of a garage mechanic who said he had found it. He and two other men
were arrested for the murder, but later released.
The SIM card, Errol Trzebinski believes, could still yield
clues if it were subjected to a sophisticated forensic examination.
She believes her son was murdered by a contract killer. But
who would hire a killer to dispose of Trzebinski? And, perhaps more
importantly, why? Despite a rigorous scrutiny of his business and private
affairs, no answer to these questions has emerged.
But now that the woman he adored, Natasha Illum Berg, has ended her silence, that may change.Errol Trzebinski hopes so. The only person who wants the affair to be forgotten, she said, is the one who ordered her son's murder.
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