Il faut que les braises de Constantinople s’envolent jusqu’en Europe.

2020 - in progress
With the support of La Fondation des Artistes and Centre National des Arts Plastiques.


(Work in progress)

My grandfather Haig arrived in France in the 20s and died without telling the story of his life in Ottoman times, in Kayseri then Constantinople. Before he died, he gave a novel to his children, Un poignard dans ce jardin by Vahé Katcha, in which he slipped a note telling them how his family survived the genocide, and how a particular passage of the book reminded him of this moment. Giving this book was to him a way to tell his experience, but also to share his vision of Constantinople.

Following the thread of genealogical and historic research, I wander in Istanbul and Talas, Anatolia, looking for my family house and village, and portraying Armenians of Turkey today, drawing links between past and present. Showing the continuation from the genocide under the Young Turks to modern turkish republic established by Atatürk, the project aims to show the consequences of a state denial of genocide and other atrocities in everyday life and citizens : an “elephant in the room” on the scale of a society, that makes the minorities feel like living in a always hostile environment, and an uncomfortable distorted reality. 

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