I was born in a house where my mother raised me while weaving Iranian carpets. (breastfeeding me in her arms and weaving carpets)
.. Undoubtedly, the bright colors of Iranian carpets were born in my mind. And I grew up with the colors and patterns of Iranian carpets, to the point where I used to weave carpets myself. My whole being was colored ... To express this feeling, I turned to painting without any study. From the age of seven, I used to copy pictures of my school books ... without any special encouragement. since 2012, I took art seriously. I think my visual range was so great for expressing my thoughts and feelings that I could easily come across the world of painting and its surroundings.
There is something in my mind. The happiness of the universe (all creatures are an infinitely large family, how can I be indifferent when a member of my family suffers). Beauty removes grief. (Taken from the book slivers of life) Now, in my attempt to bring the pure silences that rule the space in my paintings. I mostly use cool blue and green colors. Because of the silence. And I always felt an ambiguity in my whole life. Imaginative ambiguity of happiness. And my purpose in painting these is in line with my feelings.