Orientation

Just got back from a three-day Fulbright orientation. It was a little overwhelming--I had no idea there were so many Fulbright scholars going to the the former Soviet States. The ballroom of the hotel was packed with eager academics, both young and old, who were nervous, intimidated and, at the same time, obviously proud of themselves for being there.

I was instantly aware I am a statistical outlier. Not only am I one of the few Fulbright scholars who is not a full-time academic, I am one of a miniscule number of scholars in the arts going to this region (why is that?). Furthermore, I am the only Fulbright scholar going to Armenia without a family connection to the country. Diasporan Armenians dominate the Armenia delegation.

But because I am not Armenian by blood, or married to or divorced from an Armenian, during the three days of the orientation I was repeatedly asked, "Why are you going to ARMENIA?" as if if were not enough to be a scholar and theatre practioner with international experience and an interest in the region. The implication was that without a deep pre-existing connection to Armenia, my interest was odd. Who other than an Armenian (or American of Armenian descent) would want to go there?

I don't remember this attitude ever coming up the two times I received fellowships to travel to Russia. Although I'm an American mongrel (AHMURIKAN), people assumed there were obvious reasons to be curious about Russian theatre and culture.

I wonder what this portends for the adventure ahead?