Young members of the Armenian Police Department lined up during the Last Bell Celebrations in Yerevan Armenia, 2005 //
Girl dancing during the Last Bell Celebrations in Yerevan Armenia, 2005 //In a given day the number of responsibilities we face are not quantifiable, because if you were to quantify them you imply that at some point in time there will be a conclusion. In fact, these set of circumstances create an environment which makes holding on to some deeply rooted values difficult. They force you (in some sense) to forget your origins. I'm Armenian, and for the last 5 years, I could not have cared less about that fact. I was too lost in my day to day activities to consider it something of importance. What I did not realize is that letting go of this single fact could not have harmed me more.
On July 7th, 2010 I will be leaving for Armenia. It marks the second time I've returned to Yerevan (the city of my birth) in the last 19 years. A great deal has happened since my family left Armenia during the fall of the Soviet Union. As a result we were spared many hardships. But others were not so lucky. It is their story I want to tell, and in particular the story of the youth.
What better way to tell a story, than through an internationally spoken language, music. In collaboration with the incredibly talented yet humble violinist Sergey Khachatryan, and a group of young Armenian musicians from the Komitas State Conservatory, my journey will follow them as they perform in towns across Armenia, and the live conflict zones of Nagaro-Karabakh.
Come along as I travel through some of the historical regions of Armenia, the earthquake tattered cities of Gumyri and Spitak, and through the conflict zones of Nagaro-Karabakh to tell the story of the youth.
I will be constantly updating my blog, twitter, and facebook . If you have not done so already, please add me and follow along.
On July 7th, 2010 I will be leaving for Armenia. It marks the second time I've returned to Yerevan (the city of my birth) in the last 19 years. A great deal has happened since my family left Armenia during the fall of the Soviet Union. As a result we were spared many hardships. But others were not so lucky. It is their story I want to tell, and in particular the story of the youth.
What better way to tell a story, than through an internationally spoken language, music. In collaboration with the incredibly talented yet humble violinist Sergey Khachatryan, and a group of young Armenian musicians from the Komitas State Conservatory, my journey will follow them as they perform in towns across Armenia, and the live conflict zones of Nagaro-Karabakh.
Come along as I travel through some of the historical regions of Armenia, the earthquake tattered cities of Gumyri and Spitak, and through the conflict zones of Nagaro-Karabakh to tell the story of the youth.
I will be constantly updating my blog, twitter, and facebook . If you have not done so already, please add me and follow along.
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