On One Foot – Above
There are very few construction squares in Armenia, where a regular, not inspectional visit will find a construction worker working i...
The Silent Spring of Vaghatin
In once prosperous, now emptying Vaghatin there live 700 people, among them Sevada Grigoryan with his two children Zareh and Nareh, an...
Stereotypes? Ո’չ։
There are many people around us, who do not live the life they want, they just survive becoming the victims of different stereotypes. ...
Inner Borders: Zovashen
The villages of Armenia can be usual and border villages. Usual villages, though, often outline inner borders. Those are the last vill...
Yaghdan: The last Greeks
In the end of the 18th century with the rising wave of industrialization the copper mines of Alaverdi (founded in 1770) in Lor...
It was exactly Vera that I lacked
“I understood that Armenia is mine, I am authentic here, I don’t play.”
Vera Gavrilyuk was born in 1976 in Russia’s city of Kal...
Letters from the Rose Garden
THE WOUND OF GYULISTAN: Memory
“Our house was at the edge of the road. One day I came out and saw people walking down the road to t...
Natural Preservation War
The tunnel connecting Yerevan to Dilijan is a unique gate of nature. After the tunnel our eyes, which are used to concrete and traffic...
Vovka the Hedgehog in the Fog
In October of 1993 the tractor driver of the village Khanjyan Vovka - Vladimir Gevorgyan - (until now everyone calls him Vovka in the ...
The Bride from the North
Natalya was born in 1954 in Russia - in the city Chelyabinsk - in the family of a military man. Her mother was a pharmacist and she ...
30 years 1 month 5 days later
30 years and 1 month after the earthquake, I visited Spitak, the White City. It was quiet around, perhaps because of the layers of win...