Leaking through the fingers
Leaking through the fingers In front of me — mountains covered with forests and white clouds above them. They hang like a curtain, hiding deep wrinkles from the eyes. Thunderstorm quickly…
Leaking through the fingers In front of me — mountains covered with forests and white clouds above them. They hang like a curtain, hiding deep wrinkles from the eyes. Thunderstorm quickly…
Untitled You're listening to the Public Radio of Armenia, it is midnight, and you know what it is about. Its about you and your anonymous letters sent to us about…
We are small people that came to discuss the big world. We—me and Mariam—were watching movies to get to know each other. Such was the task. And Amelie's fish got lost. …
Day 3 started with warm up session by Olena Kuzmina which followed a joint session on Writing about Politics. On the second half of the day the participants were working…
Noise Sound: Silence. Someone is sitting looking in the direction of the sound. A voice that says nothing. Silence. There is someone who doesn't know about sound and is trying to understand. Who…
Premonition On Wednesday we were divided in two groups for an assignment and I thought to myself maybe I’m too old for this. I’m not exactly sure how I should…
Learning from stone and sand What can you learn from people of the mountain? What can we get from those whose family nests are surrounded by a dense wall of…