Giorgi Abashidze

I grew up hiking the ridge above Mtskheta long before Zedazeni Monastery meant anything to me beyond a good spot to stop. Now I climb the same forest track with my phone on a small tripod, checking the signal now and then since it drops under the trees. I studied the Armazi excavations at university, so standing among the fortress foundations on Bagineti hill I can point at a stone and tell you what stood there two thousand years ago. On camera I keep the history concrete rather than a list of dates, and I leave time at the end for whatever question the ruins raised.