I sat down with Armenian visual artist Aleksey Manukyan in the village of Hatsik, not far from Gyumri in Armenia, near the sacred stone Tsakqar, (arm. Ծակքար) a sacred stone with a narrow cleft, worn smooth by generations of bodies passing through it. It is said that to pass through it is to experience rebirth, a ritual of healing, of becoming, and of realizing one’s dreams. We’ve been speaking for more than six months now. Over these months, I’ve gathered notes and fragme

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