I said recently that the chaos seems to follow me. Well, today it was more true than ever. I left my apartment around the time I usually do, not looking forward to the short walk to the bus stop. Part

After my little street photography session yesterday, I got caught up in a storm. Heavy rains that made everyone in the city immediately take shelter. Cracks of thunder above. Flashes of lightning mixed

Still don't really feel like writing but I'm sitting in a cafe now escaping the sun a bit. Incredibly intense. And acter a few hours of running around the streets I felt like taking a break. Today was

The tourist season is picking up in Yerevan, as are the temperatures. I have been getting out a lot while also trying to avoid some of those more touristic areas where the crowds become a bit too much

Yesterday Yerevan was packed with people for a day of Armenian dances. Streets closed off entirely. People everywhere. So much noise from speakers. The sun was intense. While I wanted to photograph the

April 24th is the remembrance day to the Armenian Genocide which took place back in 1915 at the hands of the Ottoman Empire. In recent years the date has also grown to become a day of grieving for those

Yet again I find myself uploading a few photographs here and just sitting looking at them, incapable of finding some words to say. I guess you could call it writer's block, but perhaps it's more just a

For the most part I think we don't actually have free will. A lot of our lives are predetermined based on where we live, how we're brought up, and the conditions we find ourselves in. In many cases there

With another trip to Georgia out of the way, I feel absolutely awful. A lack of sleep from the past few days. Immense hay fever that sprung up out of nowhere leading to blocked sinuses and a heavy head.

Finally I have something to write about that doesn't really require much thought! Still facing the writer's block, but yesterday I watched as a piece of history was lost. The Kanaz Culture House of the

Still feels next to impossible to write anything. Whenever I think of doing so it feels like the biggest challenge I've had in years. I've usually been pretty good with it, knowing precisely what I want

It has been almost twenty days since my last post. That's the longest break I've had from Hive in a long time. Though, I still don't quite feel like writing and this certainly is quite forced. But maybe

I don't really want to go too into details, but I recently found out that my mother has incurable cancer. In a few weeks, the family finds out generally how much time she has left. I wrote a draft post

I feel sick lately. Like I have been incubating a bit of a cold or something over the week. On and off days where towards the evening I start feeling a bit unwell. A cough is starting to appear. But the

I almost wasn't going to post today. I haven't in a week now. But I knew if I didn't force myself to do it, that break would only continue and I'd find more reasons and excuses to not bother. That week

I never really watch anything British. I've mentioned in the past that the television industry there for the most part fails to really capture my attention, but sometimes something manages to fall through

I had an hour to walk around earlier and decided to photograph a place that I have often walked through bu not taken any stills of. It's a quiet and old Soviet neighbourhood that has some interesting high

After a few weeks of really intense cold weather and snow, everything is starting to clear a bit. A little bit of rain here and there. The odd bit of snow that soon comes and goes. But there's something

I was having a conversation last night that wasn't exactly optimistic. It was one that detailed the struggle to find 'good' media these days. One that explored the fact that for a while, there hasn't been

This one was on my radar for a while as it felt like Hollywood had taken a lesson finally in creating more unique stories and not caring for the sequel and franchise potential (though it is also worth