More specifically concerning: goris
A view (25)
14 April 2009, around 0.35.
looking out
6 November 2009, around 19.48.
PF took this picture looking out over Goris. The test included an essay question: ‘write about your fall holidays.’. Although I correctly translated ‘vacation’ into ‘holiday’, I forgot to change ‘fall’ into ‘autumn’. One of the students asked about it. Made me think about what a ‘fall holiday’ would be: bungee-jumping – or Halloween.
Crambe repetita (15)
10 November 2009, around 1.02.
A visual interlude.
A view (28)
13 December 2009, around 3.39.
More winter is on the way.
still snowing
5 February 2010, around 0.53.
The passes are probably closed.
fugitive
17 April 2010, around 4.57.
A cup of over-steeped tea brings back the memory of student days, bent over a book, surrounded by papers, the tea overdrawing and becoming tepid, forgotten, on the desk. Legs crossed at the ankles, or sitting on one foot, it is possible to forget time itself, to say nothing of a cup of tea. A […]
A view (29)
15 May 2010, around 23.23.
graves in old Goris.
elision
2 December 2010, around 8.42.
Watch the sunrise. Up and coffee, mending the lining of a jacket,1, attend sessions at conference, re-pack bags,2 knit on the fuzzy short-sleeve pullover, go out to coffee and read, finally finish all the tagging & categorizing on this very site that I have put off for two years already.3The fabric is almost rotten, and […]
the heart of the matter
6 December 2010, around 6.44.
A view (30)
25 December 2010, around 19.50.
Boiling the kettle for tea steams up the windows. Still no snow, though.
Azerbaijan Diary
15 January 2011, around 19.48.
Thomas Goltz. Azerbaijan Diary. London: M.E. Sharpe, 1999. You cannot persuade a party of frenzied nationalists that two blacks do not make a white; consequently, no day went by without a catalogue of complaints from both sides, Armenians and Tartars, of unprovoked attacks, murders, village burnings and the like… —C.E. Bechhofer (1920) (qtd. in De […]
1 February 2011
1 February 2011, around 20.53.
a snow day Guests were supposed to arrive in the afternoon, but the constant snow made the passes dangerous and the roads, if not actually closed, perhaps should have been. The students were restive and fussy, as were the teachers. Snow kept falling, and managed to find the gap between my scarf and the back […]
aydqan mard es
22 March 2011, around 21.10.
The more languages you know, the more of a (hu)man you are.
stupid snow
13 April 2011, around 13.08.
woke up to rain, which turned to snow, which I had to walk through to get to work
A view (43)
25 April 2015, around 5.45.
Goris, 2010.
alpine violets
17 April 2020, around 5.34.
Every time I see these flowers, either in their purple freshness or in rain-bleached white, I think of the story ‘Ալպիական Մանուշակ’ by Aksel Bakunts;1 it is a false association, sadly, because the ‘alpine violet’ of the story is a cyclamen, as the red stems would indicate, but I think the mistake is a common […]