The Wall
Nazik Armenakyan, Piruza Khalapyanhttps://youtu.be/CuoyzNCjEZw
There are edifies that are still standing despite the wear and tear and being abandoned. Even though time has not affected these buildings externally, the epoch has left its distinctive marks and changed their functions by deteriorating inner surfaces and leaving only images of...
“When do you think to return?” is a photography project by 4Plus. Documentary photographers Nazik Armenakyan, Piruza Khalapyan, and Vaghinak Ghazaryan have created photo and video essays, documenting the new reality that emerged as a consequence of Russia-Ukraine war, which forced ...
It’s something that many people around the world know only too well – war is only half the story. And it’s something the people of Armenia have known for a long, long time.
This project, Post-War Truths, explores the most recent aftermath that broods over the country today – the f...
My route often passes through Isakov Avenue. I see the area of Yerablur continuing to expand. The cemetery is running out of space with the new graves extending towards the avenue.
A feeling of uncertainty is roaming in the city after war in search of an emotional refuge. Yer...
Nazik Armenakyan
Text Editor: Anush Kocharyan
Media professionals often read, watch, hear, write and tell harsh stories happening to others. One would think we are hardened, our emotions immunized…
But ...
During these months locked at home, I began to make short and long, important and not that much important notes in my notebook․․․
The universal horror that emerged in early 2020 – COVID-19 – paralyzed cultural life as well. All branches of art suffered from it, but especially those whose activities are organized through group work and who present themselves and are accountable to the audience sitting in t...
A few months ago, it seemed to me that life was divided into “before and after COVID.” Now, with a sharp turn, life is divided again, it has become “before and after the war”. We can only hope that there will be no new “version” of pain dividing our lives in time.
The days repeat like an endless Moebius band: COVID, epidemic, mask, in general, protective measures, coronavirus tests conducted, atypical pneumonia, they receive treatment, online system, pandemic, watch the second wave of the virus on the first channel, keep your distance, i...
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. It was even harder on the morning of April 21 when we sent her off to “Saint Gregory the Illuminator” Medical Center. COVID-19. Infection. Death. Fear. Waiting. Uncert...
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 window and the the latter being the only source of air to breathe consciously, it was hard to imagine that one day I will appear in the intensive care unit. To photo...