my first oil-painting… as promised
(oil on canvas)
now on it’s way to USA Seattle.

my first oil-painting… as promised
(oil on canvas)
now on it’s way to USA Seattle.
Dear Xun,
I have e-mailed Brooke and Kristi. Now I’m waiting for their answers. I’m so glad Brooke agreed to be interviewed. I love her… she’s a genius and a down-to-earth one.
I am also going to post my painting here. Wait for it. I call it “the tree and the dawn” as though they’re friends, friends who see each other for maximum two minutes a day. Sometimes never because of rain or clouds. As though rain can be without clouds…
I am also Almost done with the story. And the prose.
I stopped at the apeirophobic part… I want it to be good.
I am going to phone Bella for the Spanish tutoring, she was my Spanish teacher in 3rd grade. I also want to walk. I have finished the book by Orham Pamuk, by the way. but i skipped some parts… I have.
Need to phone Mrs. Hovhannissian and apologize. That was rude of me.
I didn’t go the date… At first I felt bad that I didn’t but later I found out that I actually did the right thing. I feel that i did. He was not worth it. And the apology too. Whatever.
Oh no! I’m running late! I got to go! See you!
Dear Kyra,
Today is grandpa’s birthday. Gave him the book by Orham Pamuk, i think he will like it. Also tomorrow is a very serious seminar, and I’m not ready, I don’t know what I am going to do.
I realized that I need to live in Yerevan. I need to work, I need to study, take tutoring. Everything is so mixed up…
There is only one problem… I need a laptop. I should start saving for it.
Today I bought the pomegranate necklace that I really wanted… I know, I have too many of those, but this one is different because it is from Hripsimeh, where I was baptized. I want to exercise and start writing the story. Yesterday was chaos, today my mind is calm. So I think I can handle it…
I hope Frank gets better.. those darn swines.
I also think it’s about time I buy a camera and do some shots. Today I got an offer to take part in a shooting (Sergo). But I dunno, I don’t think I can model for a shoot… not really my thing.
Dear Winoc,
just when i thought the day would go bed the barnacles screamed out success!!
the Republican Model UN scheduled for September.
I started reading Orham Pamuk…
I am starting a novel, but that’s a secret, so you don’t know about it.
Dear Ásgeirr,
Today I visited grandmother and Aunt Lucineh…. Have a speech to deliver tomorrow.
Am watching Vardan Petrossian now.
I want tea.
Dear Eli,
haha, nice name. In Armenian it means “more”. But in Hebrew I guess the meaning is more significant… “My God”.
Nare and Lilit just went home. This was a great weekend. We had lots of fun.
We talked about things we worry… we worry the same.
Lilith loved the apple pie… I am glad. Also we danced under Peggy Lee and listened to the rain falling on the roof at night.
Nare loved the painting ( I will post it soon). I am glad. :-)
Also i was dressed as a killer. Anoushik was a mime. And Tatev was a Genocide victim.
I ate too many sweets. I will have to exercise extra-hard for that. I love the sky. I just came down from the roof. It was cold, but charming. Charming. Charming.Charming.
Listening to Yann Tiersen _ La Valse De Monstre
Dear Etheldreda,
It’s raining really hard in Echmiadzin right now.
I have started learning Icelandic and French online. It’s fun.
Happy Halloween! Nare and Lilit are coming to visit today in the evening. So I am making pumpkin pie! Can’t wait till they’re here!
They are going to stay over, we’ll chat laugh, dance, take pictures, draw, write, watch the Cirque du Soleil. By the way, last night I repainted my painting. Now I am satisfied. It looks ok. I can’t wait till it dries so that I can do some adjustments.
I have also started writing a small fiction for Frank’s site. Got a good feeling that a muse is nearby.
I also did some sketches. Will probably post them soon.
It’s a great day, so I think I better get going. Need to exercise, take a shower, start making the pie and clean up my room.
Listening to the rain falling on the tin roof