23 and 24 April 2026 to remember 24 April of 1915
Also this year I took part in the long march from Republic Square to Tsitsernakaberd, the Armenian Genocide Memorial. On this page I share a few photos. In any case, today I developed and then joined…
Saint Hovhannes chapel in the Pambak Mountains
I visited the church of Saint Hovhannes in the Pambak Mountains. It is located at 2,157 meters above sea level, and reaching it requires a good hike—made even more difficult in winter
A poet from Karabakh
I discovered an Armenian poet from Karabakh I hadn’t known before—his name is Vazgen Ohanjanian, better known by his pen name, Ovyan
Paul Klee reminded me of Tunisia
Paul Klee reminded me of Tunisia, because he too was deeply fascinated by it, and it permanently changed his painting style and his temperament. In particular, during a trip to Kairouan he stated that…
What do you mean by religiousness?
To me, it is above all a refuge from vulgarity. And what is vulgarity? The celebration of individuality, of the ego, and of personality.
A thought for Iran
Iran is a country people always talk about, yet never seem to know well enough; that is the impression I’ve gathered over the years. I also remember that the choice to travel to Iran—at the very dawn …
Traveling is Reordering
There is a beautiful thing about traveling, which is primarily the way it reorders the priorities of one’s own facets
I found a book by Ivan Shishkin.
I found a book by Ivan Shishkin at the Vernissage Market in Yerevan — an old edition printed by Aurora Art Publishers in Leningrad
In love with the slowness
Slowness is not something you understand quickly; to understand slowness takes years. Especially today, when speed enjoys a reckless, almost mythological adoration, understanding slowness has become e…
I no longer drink coffee, gimme real tea
I no longer drink coffee. I’m Italian, but I can’t tolerate it anymore—it smells bad to me, especially espresso. It’s been a year now since I stopped drinking coffee, and from that day on I haven’t ev…