In Yerevan, at around midnight, I’m walking my dog and smoking a cigarette.
Love this illustration so much that I saved it to my phone’s Lock Screen. ❤️
Oh wow that’s a huge compliment, thank you!
My Armenian step dad was difficult for me. I could hear his horrors. Generations of suffering, rolling off of him in dark waves. I could never explain, as a kid, why I was unable to stand next to him.
Thank you for this post.
Love this illustration so much that I saved it to my phone’s Lock Screen. ❤️
Oh wow that’s a huge compliment, thank you!
My Armenian step dad was difficult for me. I could hear his horrors. Generations of suffering, rolling off of him in dark waves. I could never explain, as a kid, why I was unable to stand next to him.
Thank you for this post.