Let's Pretend That We Are Not Pretending Painting

I am an Iranian born Artist living in New York City. I moved to New York in 1993 when I was 13, with my parents and siblings. Our lives in Kuwait, where I grew up from an early age, was disrupted during the Gulf War of 1990. Moving to New York shaped my identity, and introduced me to art. Later during a certain momentous occasion whilst I was in my early 20s wandering the streets of Paris in a mood of total liberation and contemplating a return to reality. Stopping to sit at a fountain I found myself proclaiming my devotion to the perfection of my "art." At that moment I blindly entered into a contract that is only slightly less mysterious to me now. I am attracted to expression, the most valuable thing to have in all its glorious abstractions. True expression exists in innumerable forms, however certain forms are more true. Nature envelopes life, and reveals these forms and so in my life it has been a huge influence. In an age which tries to describe itself in terms of quantized particles I too am struggling with certain existential ideas. My art is a result of that struggle. In this sense the struggle is analogous with a movement. This “movement” at its essence can flow between the creative arts and certainly does for me, so I am consciously working on certain pieces and the idea of being able to at once synthesize a multidisciplinary vision, both immersive and objectively beautiful.