Caducity in infinity. Or the story about a rusted car in the Armenian highlands.
The slimsiest things may be the most powerful ones. Rise of the crescent moon over Armenias capital city Yerevan.
It's interesting what stories a house can tell you. I spotted this old friend in the village Dilijan while hitchhiking through the north-eastern part of Armenia.
I met this brave young man on a christmas festival for disabled children on a 12th of December in Yerevan. It was my birthday and turned out to be his birthday, too.
At the memorial site of the Armenian Genocide. Don't ever let the sun go down, don't ever let there be darkness. Save the lights of friendship and humanity as there will never be oblivion.