Yes! we have finished this weird round around Ararat. The last part of the circle in Iran was the most difficult part to finish, but… perhaps the most impressive.
The sudden change of culture was quite bizarre. While walking over the border from Armenia to Iran everything changes, especially for women. Together with GertJan my dear partner I walked over and rented a car with a driver. We managed to visit the city of Tabriz and then travelled the area around Ararat.
For this last piece of the roundcircle we drove to Maku, the Iranian - Turkish border town. I could see the spot where we had started the journey on the Turkish side six weeks earlier.
Ararat looked completely different from this side. The mountain actually consists of two mountains, one big one and one small one. The smaller one is the closest to Iran, so it became all of the sudden very visible. How great! So far we had only seen it hidden behind the big one.
And now it was the other way around.
This whole journey starts to feel more and more like a metaphor of my life. It’s a cycle and I know I have to complete it. It doesn’t really go in a perfect round, It’s a curved one, and with many detours. Then along the way my ideas about myself started to change. Seeing this smaller mountain become big, made me realize that things really, really never are what they seem. And are constantly changing along the way.
It feels like I am the mountain, and at the same time I am driving around myself or something like that…
A disturbing and at the same time comforting thought.
This was our last mountain for now, we are back in Amsterdam at the moment.
I will be working on an installation-work and exhibition at the LUMC Hospital in Holland this summer.
In a way a new mountain. After summer we are planning to travel further.
See you soon again mountains!