TIGRAN HOVHANNISYAN

We were talking about the colors, then about the depths. She told me she could feel the collapse of the borders and then it grows upwards and then downwards, and then towards the left and the right. When she is not feeling well, she imagines she is a flamingo and can fly over the ocean. She lays on the beach, feels the warmth of the sand... there is a sound of music coming from the city, the city is the music ...