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Martiros Saryan is one of the most outstanding Armenian painters ever. It’s difficult to list Armenian painters and not to mention this brilliant painter.

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Martiros Saryan is one of the most outstanding Armenian painters ever. It’s difficult to list Armenian painters and not to mention this brilliant painter.

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Martiros Sarian’s (1880-1972) role in the formation of the Armenian painting is extraordinary. In his paintings Sarian vividly and graphically expressed Armenian mentality and world outlook. At the same time he was an innovator. Alongside with other prominent artists of the twentieth century, he invented new paths in modern art and new artistic solutions. Sarian was a born master of colour, compositions, and drawings. His gift for abstraction made it possible to transform the images of his motherland into a universal image of the world, into a meditation about its creation, its mutability, and the role of the man in it. At the same time Saryan’s paintings remain purely Armenian depicting its nature and people, the mountains, and the sunny landscapes. Saryan’s work also combines the two polar edges of Armenian mentality – the East and the West.

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Victor Hambartsumian  was a Soviet Armenian scientist, and one of the founders of theoretical astrophysics.

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Victor Hambartsumian  was a Soviet Armenian scientist, and one of the founders of theoretical astrophysics.

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Victor Hambardzumyan (1908 - 1996) was a Soviet Armenian scientist, and one of the founders of theoretical astrophysics. He worked in the field of physics of stars and nebulae, stellar astronomy, dynamics of stellar systems and cosmogony of stars and galaxies, and contributed to mathematical physics. Hmbartsumian founded the Byurakan Observatory in 1946. He was the second and longest -serving president of the Armenian Academy of Sciences (1947–93) and also served as the president of the International Astronomical Union from 1961 to 1964 and was twice elected the President of the International Council of Scientific Unions (1966–72).He was a foreign member of numerous academies, including the Royal Society, the US National Academy of Sciences, and the Indian Academy of Sciences.

by LILIT MKHITARYAN

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The Byurakan Astrophysical Observatory (BAO) founded by world-famous astronomer V.Hambardzumyan in 1946.

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The Byurakan Astrophysical Observatory (BAO) founded by world-famous astronomer V.Hambardzumyan in 1946.

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Astronomy is one of the most ancient sciences, and perhaps the most attractive one. The night sky is a source of dreams, stories, romanticism, and myths. Armenia is one of the cradles of ancient scien

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Levon Aronian is a chess grandmaster and one of the highest-ranked players to ever play the game. As the top-ranked player on the team, he led several Armenian national teams to Chess Olympiad championships - three times into winning gold.CNN and the BBC reported that Aronian is considered the David Beckham of chess in Armenia.

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Levon Aronian is a chess grandmaster and one of the highest-ranked players to ever play the game. As the top-ranked player on the team, he led several Armenian national teams to Chess Olympiad championships - three times into winning gold.CNN and the BBC reported that Aronian is considered the David Beckham of chess in Armenia.

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Aronian was born on 6 October 1982 in Yerevan, Armenia (then part of the Soviet Union), to Seda Avagyan, an Armenian mining engineer, and Grigory Leontievich Aronov, a Russian Jewish physicist. Talking about his background, Aronian stated in an interview, "I feel much more Armenian than Jewish, although there are sides to me which are more Jewish culturally, involving the arts and music." He was taught to play chess by his sister, Lilit, at the age of nine. An early sign of his ability came when he won the 1994 World Youth Chess Championship. Aronian became a grandmaster at the age of 17.
CNN and the BBC reported that Aronian is considered the David Beckham of chess in Armenia.
https://edition.cnn.com/2016/01/31/sport/levon-aronian-armenia-chess-david-beckham/index.html

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Paruyr Sevak was an outstanding Armenian poet and activist. He stood out not only with his brilliant talent, but also bravery in his activism during the strict Soviet regime.

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Paruyr Sevak was an outstanding Armenian poet and activist. He stood out not only with his brilliant talent, but also bravery in his activism during the strict Soviet regime.

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Being born in a small village, this outstanding man was one of the best-known Armenian poets, translators and literary critics.

While growing up, his love for education became more obvious. Motivated with love for learning, Paruyr Sevak entered the secondary school at the age of 6. This was an exclusive case, as the legal age for attending school was 7.

Then he became a student of humanities at Yerevan State University and graduated from it with honors. It was at that time Sevak discovered the poems of another talented Armenian, Yeghishe Charents and developed the wish to be a poet.

Soon he started his studies at the Academy of Sciences, Abeghyan Institute of Literature as a postgraduate. Finally, some years later he became a doctor of philology.

As a poet, Paruyr Sevak brought a new flow of ideas with his poems. They reflected the newly emerging concepts, shifts in social norms and values that Armenians had experienced at that period of time.

He often criticized the corrupted system of the Soviet Union. Sevak remained loyal to his principles and never stopped admiring the uniqueness of his culture. He brought significant contribution to the Armenian poetry. His quotes are still very up-to-date.

Paruyr Sevak died in 1971 in a car accident while driving back to Yerevan.In previous years, he had voiced his criticism of the corruption of the Soviet establishment and for this, many Armenians believe, he was murdered by the Soviet government.
Sevak's poem The Unsilenceable Belfry is dedicated to Armenian composer Komitas Vardapet and to the remembrance of the Armenian Genocide.

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"We Are Few But We Are Called  Armenians" by Paruyr Sevak 

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"We Are Few But We Are Called  Armenians" by Paruyr Sevak 

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We are few but we are called Armenians,
We do not put ourselves above anyone,
Simply we also admit that we, only we have Mount Ararat,
And that it is right here on the clear Sevan
that the sky could make its exact duplicate
Simply David has indeed fought right here,
Simply the Narek was written right here
Simply we know how to build from the rock, a monastery,
How to make fish from stone, how to make man from clay,
To learn to become the student of the beautiful,
the kind, the noble, and the good.

We are few, but we are called Armenians,
We do not put ourselves above anyone,
Simply our fortune has just been so different
Simply we have just shed too much blood,
Simply in our lives of centuries long,
When we were many and when we were strong,
Even then we did not oppress any nation,
See, centuries have come and centuries have passed
Yet over no one have we become tyrants,
If we have enslaved, only with our eyes.
And if we have ruled, only with our books
If we have prevailed, only with our talents.
And if we have ever oppressed,
it has only been with our wounds.

Simply with us death had fallen in love,
Yet we willingly did not give ourselves,
And when we were forced to leave our own land,
Wherever we reached, wherever we went.
Everywhere we left indelible trace,
We have joined efforts for everyone, always,
We plowed everywhere, we built bridges, we tied arches,
We plowed everywhere and we brought forth crops.
We gave everyone mind, proverbs, and songs.
In other words we defended them from spiritual coldness,
Everywhere we left our eyes reflection,
A peace of our soul and a sacrament from the heart itself.

We are few, true, but we are Armenians,
And by being few we do not succumb,
Because it is better to be few in life, then to control life by being many.
Because it is better rather to be few, then to be masters by being many.
Because it is better to be few, then to be swindlers.
We are few, yes, but we are Armenians.
And we know how to sigh from yet unhealed wounds.
But with a new juice we rejoice and we cheer.
We know how to thrust into the foe's side,
And how to lend a helping hand to our friend
How to repay goodness which was done to us
by compensating for each one by ten.
And the benefit of it just in the sun.
We vote with our lives, not only with our hands.
Yet if they desire to rule us with force,
We know how to smoke and how to quench their fire.
And if it is needed to disperse darkness,
We can turn into ashes like burning candles,
And we know as well how to make love with lust,
And we do this always by respecting others,
See we do not put ourselves above anyone,
but we know ourselves.
We are called Armenians
And why should we not feel pride about that?
We are, We shall be, and become many.
http://armenians.com/genocide/wearefew.html

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Soghomon Soghomonian, ordained and commonly known as Komitas, (1869 –1935) was an Armenian priest, musicologist, composer, arranger, singera nd choirmaster, who is considered the founder of Armenian national school of music.

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Soghomon Soghomonian, ordained and commonly known as Komitas, (1869 –1935) was an Armenian priest, musicologist, composer, arranger, singera nd choirmaster, who is considered the founder of Armenian national school of music.

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He is recognized as one of the pioneers of ethnomusicology. Orphaned at a young age, Komitas was taken to Etchmiadzin, Armenia's religious center, where he received education at the Gevorgian Seminary. Following his ordination as vardapet (celibate priest) in 1895, he studied music at the Frederick William University in Berlin. He collected and transcribed over 3,000 pieces of Armenian folk music, more than half of which were subsequently lost and only around 1,200 are now extant. Besides Armenian folk songs, he also showed interest in other cultures and in 1904 published the first-ever collection of Kurdish folk songs. His choir presented Armenian music in many European cities, earning the praise of Claude Debussy, among others. During the Armenian Genocide—along with hundreds of other Armenian intellectuals—Komitas was arrested and deported to a prison camp in April 1915 by the Ottoman government. He was soon released under unclear circumstances and experienced a mental breakdown and developed a severe case of posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD). He was first placed in a Turkish military-operated hospital until 1919 and then transferred to psychiatric hospitals in Paris, where he spent the last years of his life in agony.

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Dle Yaman (in Armenian Դլե Յաման) is an Armenian folk song that best depicts the Armenian soul. Its title is unclear as no specific translation has been given.
Dle Yaman was one of the ancient Armenian folk songs collected and preserved by Komitas.
Originally a love song, in time, Dle Yaman has  become the hymn for the Armenian Genocide.

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The Advice
Paruyr Sevak

Welcome in
that knocker at your door.
His name is Doubt.
Welcome him in and don't be afraid.
I let him in years ago.
And even let him out.

Welcome him in with rituals
and ceremonies
new greetings and old-fashioned enthusiasm
that burns a bonfire in your breast
so that if suspicion cannot be entirely
extinguished, at least the darkness
in your soul is split.

Welcome him for now.
(I sent him away long ago.)

Welcome in Doubt. Welcome in Questioning.
But don't imagine that I am either his agent
or his prophet.
I am just an old convert, that's all.
But welcome him in.

It's Faith that's missing in this company
not doctrines. Welcome Doubt in.
It's Faith we wait for, not dogma.

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Welcome in
that knocker at your door.
His name is Doubt.
Welcome him in and don't be afraid.
I let him in years ago.
And even let him out.

Welcome him in with rituals
and ceremonies
new greetings and old-fashioned enthusiasm
that burns a bonfire in your breast
so that if suspicion cannot be entirely
extinguished, at least the darkness
in your soul is split.

Welcome him for now.
(I sent him away long ago.)

Welcome in Doubt. Welcome in Questioning.
But don't imagine that I am either his agent
or his prophet.
I am just an old convert, that's all.
But welcome him in.

It's Faith that's missing in this company
not doctrines. Welcome Doubt in.
It's Faith we wait for, not dogma.

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"Succession of Generations" by Paruyr Sevak

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"Succession of Generations" by Paruyr Sevak

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Every generation
first of all thinks in silence
and then as soon as talking begins
angers the elders,
angers them but without intended malice,
for the young do not understand
and the elders always understand.

Elder God,
is it true that he who understands and
he who doubts
are synonymous
and every generation
dies by doubting?

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The Analysis of Yearning (Karot) by Paruyr Sevak

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The Analysis of Yearning (Karot) by Paruyr Sevak

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I know the dark need, the yearning, that want,
in the same way the blind man knows
the inside of his old home.

I don't see my own movements
and the objects hide.
But without an error or stumbling
I maneuver among them,
live among them,
move like the self-winding clock
which even after losing its hands
keeps ticking and turning
but shows neither minute nor hour.

And dangling between darkness and loneliness
I want to analyze this want
like a chemist
to understand its nature and profound mystery.
And as I try
there is laughter
from some mysterious tunnel,
laughter from an undescribable distance
from an unhearable distance.

A city sparrow with a liquid song
changes its ungreen life
into music from an unechoing distance,
an unhuntable distance.

And words start hurting me
as they mock, echo from the unhutable distance,
the merciless distance.

I walk from wall to wall
and the sound of my steps
seems to come from far away
from that merciless distance,
that impossible distance.

I am not blind
but I see nothing
around me, because
vision has detached itself
and reached that distance
that is impossibly far,
excessively far.

I run after myself;
incapable of ever reaching ors
catching what I seek.

And this is what is called
want and longing or "karot."