Tag Archives: Armenia
You Were Filthy But Fine.
“You were filthy but fine” sang James Murphy in that LCD Soundsystem jewel that is New York I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down and I, for once, think that it could very well fit to Beirut. Spotless, it certainly … Continue reading
Posted in Lebanon, Middle East
Tagged Antiques, Arabic, Armenia, Armenia street, Art, Cedar, Dust, God, Graffiti, Lebanese Civil War, Lebanon, Middle East, Murales, Photographer, Protests, Stencil, Street, Street art, Writing, You Stink
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An afternoon south of the river: finding Armenians in Iran and how civilization begun.
“…a wicked regime where anti-Semitism and Holocaust denial is official ideology, and with […] killing of women just because they’re women” – Sarah Palin The south bank of the dried Zāyanderūd river is Armenian at heart. This piece of Iran, long … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Iran
Tagged Armenia, Assyrian, Christianity, Church, Clay, Cob, Farsi, Iran, Isfahan, Islam, Mesopotamia, Middle East, Mosques, Mud, Mud wall, Sumeric, Sun baked bricks, Ur, Vank
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Who, after all, speaks today of the annihilation of the Armenians?
The service on the Azerbaijan Airlines flight was appalling. Having been treated to an atrocious pre-flight video, an attendant who clearly desired to be everywhere but there started thrashing around cups of weak coffee and tried, indolently, to sell stale … Continue reading
Posted in Armenia, Caucasus, Europe
Tagged Armenia, Armenian Genocide, Genocide, Germany, Ottoman Empire, Syria, Turkey, WWI, Yerevan, Yerevan Memorial
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Potholes, bribes and a Foreign Office advice. Riding the marshutka to Yerevan.
It is said that Paul of Tarsus, whilst riding from Jerusalem to Damascus, was blinded by an intense light, spoke with a divine entity and, there and then, found his faith and converted to Christianity. Now, I haven’t been blinded … Continue reading
Posted in Armenia, Caucasus, Georgia
Tagged Armenia, Azerbaijan, Caucasus, Foreign Office, Georgia, Kirants, M16, Marshutka, Mercedes, Mountains, Nagorno-Karabach, Tbilisi, Villages, Yerevan
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Notes from the fringes of the Empire: Yerevan.
Yerevan lies in a bowl shaped like the tongue of a cat, delimited on one side by the Hrazdan gorge, and on the others by steep hills, on which stand strange perches and other abstruse relics of the Soviet past. … Continue reading
Posted in Armenia, Caucasus, Europe
Tagged Ararat, Armenia, Caucasus, City, Iron Curtain, Metro, Russia, Soviet Union, Turkey, USSR, Yerevan
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