We left the war behind the Syrian border and hitchhiked West, into the sunshine.
Ever since I first stumbled across Onnik Krikorian’s blog while living in Armenia two years ago, I had been saving up conversations I wanted to have with him – What changes has he seen since first arriving in the South Caucasus? What were his thoughts about the ongoing conflict, and how did he build up relationships with impoverished and marginalised people in the region in order to take such intimate photographs?
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There are a lot more Syrians in Yerevan than there were two years ago. Everywhere we go, we meet people from Aleppo, a city which, until very recently, was home to one of the largest Armenian diaspora communities in the world. Since the start of the troubles in Syria, this diaspora has been returning to Armenia.