March 8, 2017
Appointment with Metal
I live my life with my emotions. Since the beginning, I received some signals from my mind and my soul, showing me I cannot live my life like the others do. I have always strived to make changes, to change the nature of a situation, finding the real pleasure in making what I want, instead of using what the others have made.
Even now, I cannot be indifferent to the things I see. Trying to make the most ideal model in every situation is my habit. In another word, thinking about life, anytime and anywhere, is an integral part of my life. With a busy mind, like mine, even sleeping is a challenge. To deal with this situation, I had two choices, to do something or to resort to my loneliness. I came to believe that our struggle to hide ourselves in the abilities of others and generally to match our life with what is accepted by others is the starting point for all damages.
I loved the life, but I found myself a wounded bird, searching for a cure. I have always tried to make my own world, while doing what I like. Gradually, I gravitated toward art, and tried to understand the real function of art and its relation with the world around. I have always tried to impress my audiences, and to find a way to enjoy fresh air. For me, my works smell like newborn baby, like mother’s milk. I want to inspire my audiences, using my works as signs of happiness and pure life, available to all. If I create a bird, it can fly on the seventh heaven. If I create an instrumentalist, it can play the happiest song for a lifetime. And If I create a flower, it smells like heaven, for friendship and peace. My works are simply an interpretation of my life.