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The Last Bey

Who was Udi? The Robin Hood of our time, who loved Yesenin, listened to Beethoven, and dreamed of a “golden city” where honest people with high morals would live. The best years of Udi’s life were spent behind locked doors, which were opened only in his old age. One of the most famous thieves in the world of crime lived the last 13 years of his life in the nursing home in Nork, receiving a monthly pension of 13 000 dram (about USD$26).

Marital Abuse

By Jasmine Yedigarian Trauma What is trauma? What is abuse? For some, it is something terrible that many have witnessed happening to others. For others, it’s something that takes place behind closed doors, away from public eye. The hardest part about my experience was the realization that nobody knew what was happening to me and that my story primarily took place behind closed doors. In pub...

Being a Woman: Political Figure

I find it difficult to choose a topic to photograph, I think, I research for a long time. As a photographer I often turn to women, to their changing role in the life of the society. It is interesting for me. For example - women in politics. Is it possible in Armenia? Do we consider it an extraordinary, unique thing? Is it because it’s difficult for women in Armenia?   In July, 2018, our con...

Yerevan jan, happy birthday!

Yerevan is happy on its birthday, it has the glitter on its face. The streets are crowded, music is everywhere, many guests, much treatment, expensive fire-works. We celebrate it luxuriously, we can even say we are showing up, we are not economizing on anything. Now Yerevan is celebrating its birthday with a new mayor, new council of aldermen, with new projects, to cut it short - in a new manne...

Everyday Struggle

By Hrant Khachatryan My first encounter with Albert Azaryan and the sports family he created was in 2012. That, of course, didn’t become our only meeting, maybe because I myself was involved in sports for many years. I felt a strange warmth and went through familiar feelings seeing their attitude and devotion to sports. I used to occasionally visit them - now with a camera - trying to know ...

Pre Elections

By Garegin Aleksanyan Two months ago - on July 9th - the mayor of Yerevan - Taron Margaryan - resigned. He had been in the position since 2011. Yerevan delved into the anticipation of early elections of the council of aldermen. The ruling council will be elected in the elections which will be held on September 23rd. Actually, this election is the primary test of the new government after the...

Without Support

Grigor takes it uneasy that the family has spread away, that his son is not beside him, that they do not dine together. The thick dividing line goes across the reality in years - the life in Syria before the war and after it. Grigor’s father, that was participating in WWI, returned home - Ayntap - in 1915 and found all his family slaughtered. Then he emigrated to Syria, married, and Grigor was...

Going back to Kond

Twelve years ago - in 2006 - I first found myself in Kond neighborhood. What does “found myself” mean? I actually went there to take photos. Kond is the oldest and the most interesting quarter in Yerevan. There were only three quarters in Erivan in the 17th century - Kond, Karahank, and, so to say, Old town.     They were mostly inhabited by Armenians, but later Armenian Bo...

The Paths to the Gold Mountain

By Victoria Aleksanyan Being an Armenian based in New York for years, but now back in my home country, I was contemplating around ideas such as homeland and the information that it carries with its soil and water, individual’s need for acceptance by the tribe and going against nature. I was sitting in my room on a hot summer night, writing a fiction film screenplay about a young female scienti...

Death, Pain, Victory

People pass through the struggle of life and death in war. The participants of WWII consider that they have seen a very cruel, ruthless war, where there prevailed the fear of parting with the light in an instant. These people passed through a dark corridor until they reached home, where some of them had people waiting, others, alas, not. 93-95 year old veterans took me through the days they had...