Emir Roamer

Art is like oxygen to me, it reinvigorates my very being. Since the day I opened my eyes to this world, art pieces have immersed the walls of my parent’s home growing up. My father was a lover of all things art and was in fact an art teacher himself. He had a taste for classic art, fine art as well as oil painting. I used to watch him hours on end do what he does best, watching every brush stroke swiftly glide across the canvas like a bee flies from one flower to another. I learned a myriad of techniques from him, as he shared with me everything he knew. He essentially opened the door for me to pursue what has become my passion, art in all shapes and forms. During that same time period, my uncle was a university professor, also involved in the world of art. He was particularly into things like modern art, abstract art, fantasy art and even cubic art. One of my fondest memories was of my uncle sharing his passion for art with me and familiarizing me with all the different schools of art which stuck with me till this day. I spent my life treasuring this love for art and using it in almost everything I did. I used to always draw in my free time, drawing for me was almost a way to escape reality and just let my imagination go wild. I ...