Some of my friends and followers asked me why I am asking the world to help the people of Artsakh, why am I so vocal about it.  The answer is simple. I am Armenian. I am an Armenian woman whose grand grandmothers survived the Armenian genocide in Turkey and Azerbaijan in 1915-1923. My grandmothers, mother, auntie, and I survived a genocide of Armenian people in Azerbaijan in 1988-1992. 

This is a short story of a few women from my family.

My great grandmother escaped the Armenian genocide committed by Turkey in 1915. She escaped with only the dress on her back. Her entire family was killed. She was just a teenager, and she lost everyone and everything. She was alone in the world. She did not talk a lot about what happened. She was always saying, “it was hell.” She did not want us, her children, and grandchildren to even hear about it because of all the horrors she saw. She also said that when Azerbaijani people killed the Armenian people in Baku, she was hiding underground in a sewer. When she opened the sewer cover after a few days, the blood of Armenian people was all over the streets. 

My other grand grandmother ran on foot with her two babies from Nagorno- Karabakh after Azerbajni beheaded her husband. She was pregnant with a third child. She said that when she saw that her husband’s horse brought his body back home, she understood that she needs to run right now, leaving her house and everything. She was moving during the nights and hiding in the forest during the day because Azerbaijani people and the government were looking for Armenian people to kill. 

 The next generation of women from my family (including myself) escaped Azerbaijan in 1988-1992. Why did we run?  Because the Azerbaijani government and Azerbaijani people started killing, raping, torturing the Armenian people in Azerbaijan. 

I did not talk about this for a long time. Like my grand grandmother, I felt lucky because I survived. I tried to keep all that I saw and felt in Azerbaijan inside. But as an Armenian, mother, and human being, I am telling the story of my nation; I am telling the story of many generations of women from my family. Every woman from my family saw and experienced the genocide of Armenian people by Turkey and Azerbaijan. 

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That’s why I am asking the world: Don’t be silent. Another genocide of the Armenian people is “in progress.” Don’t keep your eyes closed. Help protect Artsakh. Protect Armenian children, grandparents, parents, sisters, brothers, women, and men. I am asking the world, “Please, don’t be too late.”

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Those of us that come from another country or just trying to get out to this world, we try to adapt and become “like everybody else”. We do this for one simple reason: we want to be accepted. You can ask me, “what’s wrong with this?” My answer would be: Nothing Is wrong about adapting or wanting to be accepted, but everything is wrong about becoming like everybody else. We all are individuals, and as individuals, we are having a different vision, different style, different education. And this what makes us and our art unique. I tried to be as everybody else, and I decided to create my art, take pictures in a way I thought it would be “accepted” and “appreciated” From the beginning, I was telling myself “don’t create art based on how you feel. Create your art in a way to be accepted. With some time, I started creating my art on “autopilot” without any passion, and guess what? I lost my vision, I lost my individuality. One day I was talking to a woman, she said, “How can you do it to yourself? Is it like slowly killing yourself? Your vision, your background, your accent is who you are. This all that makes you who you are.” I was thinking about what she said for several days, I understood that she is right. My background, my vision, my accent is who I am.
Stop trying to be “accepted” by society and social media. Be who you are. Because if you are who you are, you will create art reflecting your vision, your soul, and your style. Creating your art will help you to tell the story to make this world much better. Creating art that reflects your soul, passion, and vision will bring people close to you and will make people understand who you are. And this is the most important.
Because, as an artist, each of us has a voice to make a difference in someone’s life, make this world brighter and kinder. This is possible only if we will truly be who we are.

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