Walking toward Meghri, the ultimate border
For many years now, for me, Armenia was everything. That is why when I decided to visit its southernmost border, Meghri, I believed I had to die
Memory and a thought
The conclusions I had reached through weakness, she had reached through faith. The certitudes were the same, with the difference that I persisted in living them—those vile things, continuing to fall f…
To walk quietly
When I was little, I wanted to walk without making a sound
For me, cinema is just Tarkovsky.
When I discovered Tarkovsky, I was 17 years old. I ran to my mother and told her: "Look, look what I found... it's slow, you have to observe."
Why simplicity?
Complexity carries a responsibility toward oneself; every complexity must be sustained in all its aspects.
A thought remembering, in Tunis, Our Lady of Trapani
It was still hot, but the Madonna of Trapani had already crossed the streets of Tunis, trailing behind her that long, dark-complexioned swarm of people. Of pious children with flushed faces, and of un…
A walk around Lake Sevan
Some photos from my walks around Lake Sevan, Armenia, where I escape the summer heat
Praise of the small
like a small table because I am forced to pay attention to everything, even to avoiding dropping
First time I heard an adhan
In Tunisia, once upon a time, from the window, I was enjoying the adhan of the night prayer, and it felt as though the entire world were collapsing into the tip of the minaret
"Typical behavior"
"Typical behavior" — faced with existential dread, we are all mechanically interpreted