This is not an autobiography. You will see here just moments captured in photos, which directly or indirectly relate to my inner life. People, events, and meetings that shaped me, and sometimes the opposite. But, of course there are also biographical elements, since this is my life of which I am trying to make sense in a three or four minute song – songs that I hope are also giving some sense, for a few minutes, to those who are listening to them. At least, I wish it were so. So, lets begin.
I came into this world smiling …
My mother (Pina), my father, and my brother (Hrayr)
My brother, Hrayr and me
Crybaby?
My grandmother, Arusyak, and me
My father, my aunts , my grandmother, and grandfathers
With my grandfather
Violin
My brother and me
Isn’t it a great photo?
Family members and friends in the Armenian club
A theater in the school
A friend, my brother and me
In front of the Temple of Hatshepsut
In Batumi
Hratch and me
This is like a miracle.
Yerevan Days
My university years
Anahit, her father, Khachik Dashtents and me
With Anahit and our son, Khachik
The songs I used to write I only sang among friends
Anahit and Arousik
“Italian Straw Hat” of Eugene Labiche
“The wind through the branches of Sasafra” of Obaldia
With friends
United States
In New York, on the Hudson river
At the Ararat restaurant
In Paris
In Washington
the 100th anniversary of Yegishe Charents
Tigran Nanian
Our band (which lasted from 1993 to 2000)
At the Izzy Bar
With Maxime Le Forestier and Julien Clerc
With Aznavour
Life goes on…
