An air of mystery surrounds this mountainous Armenia. People with deep connection to their soil dwell in these beautiful lands.
The kind of beauty that I associate with Armenia is untamed, raw. I only spent a week there and I fell in love with the country and its people. As I mentioned, what struck me the most, is the connection between the people and their soil. It is an unspoken patriotism that translates in never dying, simple appreciation for their mountains.
I hope that these black and white images capture what I experienced in this wonderful land and I only hope it will motivate some of you to travel towards this part of the world.
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In the middle of nowhere, surrounded by the mountains lays this ancient graveyard. This strong woman was selling self made jumpers and hats. I wasn't interested, but she still showed me around. She knew every tomb stone like the back of her hand.
Who said photography can't be poetry.
Outside the street market in Yerevan.
These guys served the best pork sandwich I have ever had.
The great city Yerevan - opera house surrounded by a big square. In the evening children play, couples laugh and people just relax.
My father (half Armenian) told me: "Son, never drink with an Armenian". I guess I should have listened to him. These villagers drink their home made vodka like juice.
Gambling and drinking in the village.
Armenia was the first country in the world to adopt Christianity as a state religion. Their faith is strong and admirably personal.
