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Anita Toutiki: “The world and everyone understands the suffering of Kohara great grandmother, but one could not tell the Turks. They have calculated the new property and wealth were busy.”
ANITA who TOUTIKI
| ANITA who TOUTIKI: was born in Beirut in 1961. Starting with private lessons in arts education continued at the University of Haigazi, also a Ph.D. in clinical psychology at the University of Saint Joseph in Beirut did. Over eighty of the artists participating in personal and collective exhibitions, the Middle East’s many publications on the art field. |
My family history includes many but not too much violence, although over the full four generations pass’m ashamed to tell you. Only one person from my family’s story of what happened to an entire nation will portray enough.
Great grandmother Koharu’s father, brother and uncle just melt in the sun like a lollipop on piles perished. Koharu’s family was very rich, where they keep the gold they have a confession to die slowly tied to stakes. Confessed, but instead of releasing them piles, they slowly die in pain and everyone can see he placed them in a more visible location. Koharu’s sister fled to Kars, died in the middle of the snow; cousins, around the same place, falling from TA repeatedly until the return of hunger and thirst on a death march that he was raped. Koharu’s husband was thrown down from a high hill. One of his sons was killed when he went to find food, had just got married, his wife was kidnapped. Other son to America before contact was lost. His stepfather was a priest and he was humiliated, just remove the rings cut off his fingers, then he was killed. Small babies, they are stored for months in cold caves fed by grazing and lizards, and then worked with his hands almost like a slave. He was able to tolerate any pain and humiliation, but Turkey has not tolerate it. In the early 1930s he went to Aleppo, where the road have had to give what you have, even the little newborn grandson died from the swaddling cloth … Baby it’s cold. The enormous suffering of everyone in the world understands this woman, but one could not tell the Turks. They have calculated the new property and wealth were busy.
I will not like the idea of entering into dialogue with the government of Turkey feels like an illusion. Turkey with a male child born of a combination of a wolf believe that, but when it comes to the victims, to the logic of a child and not realize that they have the appetite of a wolf. He was a boy toy of torture, how can a dialogue? How to Open a dialogue between a wolf his food can be installed? If a modern form of dialogue, who lived 113 years ago, an Armenian tombstone, a Turkish graffiti artist wrote of the ‘son of a bitch’ message, the dialogue How is that possible? According to the mind of the offender Turkish tombstone. I was not injured, but their adult needs to be a few hundred years later.
‘Anybody in the world will understand the suffering of my grandmother except the Turks’
By Anita who Toutiki, April 2014, Beirut
Your proposal provoked me, and I honor it. I left everything to write this in spite of the huge pressure about Thursday’s exhibition.
My family stories are very very violent, I feel ashamed to tell them even after four generations. The story of just one member of my family is enough to give the whole picture of what happened to a nation.
The father, Uncles and brothers of my great grandmother died on the kazoo Kohr sticks drying in the sun like lollypops. I can not even dare to describe What is kazoo. Kohler’s family were very rich, they were put on the kazouk in order to kill them slowly, until they confess where their gold was hidden. They confessed, but the perpetrators did not spare them, they just changed the location of the kazooks to a busy crossroad so that everybody could see them die slowly and in agony. Kohr’s sister died in the snow when they were escaping to Kars, all cousins were raped while walking in the death march that turned round and round in the same location until all fell of hunger and thirst. Kohler’s husband was thrown down from a high cliff. One of every sons was killed when he tried to go find food, he was a newly wed, and his wife was stolen. The other end who had gone to the USA was a lost contact with earlier. Every father in law who was a priest Disgraced and his finger was cut off was because he had a ring that was not pulling out, than he was killed too. Every young babies ate grass and lizards hiding in the cold mountains for months, and she later worked in almost every owner lands as salve. She could tolerate all kinds of suffering and humiliation, but Turkey did not tolerate any. She had to leave in the early 30’s to Aleppo, on the way she had to give away everything she possessed, even the swaddling or wrapping the cloth of every newborn grandson was taken away. The baby died of cold. Anybody in the world will understand the extreme suffering of this woman except the Turks. They were busy counting their new possessions and wealth.
I have the feeling that dialogue with the Turkish government is an illusion I can not entertain. They believe that they are born from the union of a child boy and a wolf, but they are unaware that they have the logic of a child and the appetite of a wolf when it comes to their victims. How is a dialogue betwee possible that a child and his toy Tortured? how is a dialogue betwee possible that a hungry wolf and his food? How is a dialogue possible if a dialogue is a modern example of the “whore of cog” message from a graffiti artist to an Armenian Turk man who died 113 years ago? For the Turkish mind the gravestone must be guilty. I am not hurt, but they need a few hundred years to adolescents to become.