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    Gunaysu: My Silent Sister

    http://www.armenianweekly.com/2013/01/02/gunaysu-my-silent-sister/
    Posted by Ayse Gunaysu on January 2, 2013


    The setting is a small, beautiful, historical city in the south of
    Poland, Wroclaw. It's night-time on the 11th of November 2012. The St.
    Anthony of Padua Church is full. People are listening to a small
    chorus singing Armenian liturgical songs. On my left I hear Talin
    singing along under her breath to songs she has known since her
    childhood, very softly and so low that I can hardly differentiate it
    from the chorus's singing, an unearthly sound filling the air. Looking
    at the small group of singers, I see faces radiating an inner light
    that adds something very special to the lighting of the church itself.
    Faces of young people from South Africa, Denmark, Spain, Poland, and
    other nations, singing Armenian hymns. With them is that very unusual
    family of Aram and Virgina Kerovpyan, with their two daughters and
    son, who have all dedicated themselves to Armenian traditional
    monophonic and modal singing; and Baron Nisan Calgiciyan, a master
    singer from the Armenian Holy Trinity Church in Istanbul, and his
    students Murat Iclinalca and Altug Yilmaz, also from Istanbul, a music
    researcher who for the past two years has been working with the
    Kerovpyan family. Listening to them is an unusual, yet very
    exceptional experience that makes one wish they could continue
    forever.


    A scene from the St. Anthony of Padua Church, Wroclaw, Poland. People
    from South Africa, Denmark, Spain, Poland, and other nations, sing
    Armenian hymns with Aram and Virginia Kerovpyan, and Baron Nishan
    Chalgician.
    The concert is the last event in the Grotowski Institute's two-day
    exchange called `My Silent Sister,' the 2012 edition of the
    VoicEncounters project, organized by the institute's theater group
    Teatr ZAR, a multinational group formed by the apprentices of the
    Grotowski Institute, and founded and directed by Jaroslaw Fret. Since
    2011 they have been working on a new performance project called
    `Armine, Sister,' which explores Armenian culture and history. During
    expeditions to Istanbul, Western Armenia, Yerevan, and Jerusalem, ZAR
    members have met with singers, choir leaders, musicians, and
    researchers. `My Silent Sister' is meant to set the ground for the
    upcoming spring 2013 event, which, they say, will have as its core the
    heritage of Armenia and its diaspora.

    My two-day Wroclaw visit was like a dream. I found myself with a group
    of young people, both Polish and from other parts of the world, at the
    Institute and the Teatr ZAR who were different - and I mean belonging to
    a different human species. They truly care about others, devote time
    to understand, feel, and reach others, want to really know what others
    at the other end of the world have gone through, and are still going
    through. And this has given all of them, without exception, a
    different aura, a sort of hard-to-describe transparency, a face full
    of meaning and understanding.

    The event also included film screenings, of Serge Avedikian's `The
    Barking Island' and Suzanne Khardalian's `I Hate Dogs,' `Back to
    Ararat,' and the unforgettable `Grandma's Tattoos.' There was also a
    workshop called `Modal Singing: A Journey with Sounds' with Aram and
    Virginia Kerovpyan; a presentation of the film project `Winds of
    Armine: Expedition to Anatolia' by Nathalie Rossetti and Turi
    Finochiaro (an exceptional couple, full of warmth and sensitive
    energy); and the exhibition `Images from Anatolia' by Magdelena Madra,
    a heartrending collection of photographs of the remains of Armenian
    churches, monasteries, cemeteries, and the like.

    On 10th of November, historian Ara Sarafian from the Gomidas
    Institute, London, gave a presentation titled, `A History of Genocide:
    Memory, Continuity, and Defiance,' accompanied by maps strikingly
    demonstrating the scale of destruction. His paper deals with the
    ongoing official Turkish denial of the Armenian Genocide, using the
    1916 British Parliamentary Blue Book as an example. During the talk,
    he pointed out the offensive nature of this denial process, wherein
    Turkish state institutions and their supporters (in this case the
    Turkish Parliament and its supporting institutions) have actively
    sought to assert the claim that the British fabricated the Armenian
    Genocide thesis during World War I, and that the British should
    apologize for their offense. `Although it was a ludicrous assertion,
    as has been shown over and over again, the Turkish effort showed the
    belligerency of official Turkey in denying the genocide of Armenians,
    both in Turkey and abroad,' he said.

    The same day, I was a panelist, along with Talin Suciyan from the
    University of Munich, with Ara Sarafian as the moderator, on a panel
    at the institute titled, `Witnessing After Witnessing: A History of
    Denial.'

    Suciyan drew a vivid, warmly personal, yet highly representative
    picture of an Armenian child growing up in an environment of
    denialism. `Whether it is a cemetery, or public garden of Ukraine
    [built on a destructed Armenian cemetery], or the house of Dadyans, or
    the shanty houses in the place of their house, or the house of my
    cousin, or the occupied house of my grandparents in that little suburb
    of Istanbul, or the roads that people like my grandfather, constructed
    anywhere in Turkey [during their compulsory additional military
    service, in effect a forced labor campaign designed in 1941
    exclusively for non-Muslims], or the public space where people were
    banned to talk in our mother tongue, there is one thing which is in
    common: the toil, the labor, the houses, the cemetery, the district,
    the language, our very existence, is a matter of obscurity,' she said.

    The whole thing - the performances, the presentations, the generosity of
    the institute, the warm-heartedness, kindness, and close-to-heart
    approach of the people of the institute; the Polish people of Wroclaw
    who, although naturally not familiar with the Armenian Genocide or the
    state of affairs in Turkey, filled the room in any event - was all
    unbelievably moving, enriching, and encouraging. The generosity of the
    institute, first and foremost by Director Jaroslaw Fret, then dear
    Ditte, Magda, Nini, Dan, Tornek, Maite (who took care of us that cold
    night, brought us - Talin and I - hot soup and made us feel as if we had
    met a sister we were unaware of until then), and all the others whose
    names I cannot remember, was a blessing. Simply knowing them, having
    the mere knowledge of their existence and their heartfelt efforts,
    make me feel safer in this unsafe world, and have strengthened my
    belief in what I do, as well.

    For the full text of Gunaysu's talk during the aforementioned panel
    discussion, click here.

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