By Tatev Hakobyan, Piruza Khalapyan, Gayane Harutyunyan
On September 27, war broke out in Artsakh, and it continues to this day. As a result of these events, the residents of Artsakh who moved to Yerevan and other towns and villages, are hosted by families, organizations, hotels, etc.
Armenians living in Armenia and abroad, as well...
Aftermath: Martuni
In the early morning of September 27, Azerbaijan launched a large-scale military offensive along the Artsakh-Azerbaijani contact line ...
Parallel realities
There is no beginning to this story. I didn’t photograph. I didn’t write. It was hard. It’s hard for me now, too, when I re-feel it. I...
Resuscitation
At the end of March 2020, when Covid was like an impervious fog, and isolation was the only way to follow the outside world out of the...
My Way, Your Way,but not the Right Way
SOCIETY
Society is an obstacle which one needs to overcome if they are young. The older generation finds the traditions more ...
Time and the trauma
Being a war generation ourselves, we have our part of traumas. The traumas of Artsakh (Karabakh) war are always in a corner of our memory and sometimes remind us about themselves. The intention of exploring trauma took us to Serbia - Belgrade, where we were trying to understand if the trauma was overcome after twenty years ․․․
Youngster’s trauma
Youngster's trauma
During our full working days in Belgrade there was a moment when it was not possible to digest what we had...
City’s trauma
City’s trauma:
On the first day Belgrade was mysterious, it was exuding different moods. Among the traffic jams and noises th...
Survivor’s trauma
Survivor’s trauma
In 2019 about 270 refugee families from Bosnia and Herzegovina and Croatia, who are resident...
Self-isolation — An Experience
The outbreak and spread of Covid-19 in the whole world continues to apply limitations in everyone’s life. The pandemic forced us to st...
Dreams of New Illusions
Our lifestyle, our thoughts, and decisions face us with people, who have things in common with us. Perhaps by this regularity I always...
Endless, Countless, Borderless Women at home, in t...
Living at the border is not everyone’s share. And if it concerns women, they must be stronger, they must ...
In the Nights of Yerevan
We often deal with phenomena in Armenia, which, though, under legal or moral prohibitions, are widely spread. One of s...
Ordinary Absurd
Yerevan has become a city of absurd: a territory of clumsy combinations and contrasts, where one lives, works, and rests, if possible....
City on Wheels
Everyone is in need of wheels; there is little space left for walking. Noise is everywhere. Life is not possible without noise any mor...