COLORS OF ARMENIA

If I tell you I am from Armenia, you would probably ask where the country is, and I would answer that it's here, it's with me.

Is it possible to describe where someone lives, and is it proper to make it in geopolitical terms or referring to its location or economical situation (how much money you can make living in your country?)? People ask me, are you Christian? Yes, we are since 301 A.D. But it's not that I am proud living in such an old country. I really love its colors.

Colour is everything, it is a real wonder. Colour should express our understanding of the essence of life. With colour I can get a stronger hold on what I see, I can add to the resonance of light.

We are linked to the Sun, it has been pulling the Earth after it since time began. Where to, we do not know. New generations come but the Sun always stays with us, with everyone of us. Let us be true to this order of things. Let us cherish life light and love, and use our labour to justify the trust nature has put in us.

Nature is always beautiful everywhere because it is pure. The peoples of the Earth complement one another to make up a whole. The stronger and purer the national traits, the more fascinating and rewarding the whole. Thus, the whole is as much national, as it is universally human.

Martiros Sarian

Sarian's flowers
M. Sarian Kalaki Flowers, 1914


Minas Avetisian, Meditation
Minas Meditation, 1973



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