Like many other teens of the 60s (1981-1991) my story begins while I was dreaming about being a pilot, a helicopter pilot. But my density had other plans for me and gradually I was moving toward art and I became away from being a pilot (interestingly, I did my military service in the army, actually in the Army Air Corps). Late school time, I spent three months of summer by taking classed to learn painting and the miniature.
I got familiar with the miniature and I got engaged with this amazing art when I met a relative of mine in the naghshe-Jahan Square in a small room who was busy painting miniature and to tell you the truth his skill and workmanship made me to fall in love with miniature. When I was in the middle school I got familiar with the mosaic and wood carving and I kept being interested in them until I found myself in love with cartoon so that I was hit badly by my teacher because of the cartoon I drew on the board….
I did not change my mind till I entered the high school and I decided to study graphics. These ups and downs in my life accompanied with love of art helped me to get a degree in 2004 and enter the work market. After years and in the recent years I also got familiar with the music and took some music lesson to learn two instruments while I was reading and studying about graphics, psychology, and articles about to earn experiences also I learned some photography too to reinforce myself verbally and non-verbally. Now I am really happy with my job and profession and I always try to keep myself improved and learn more about other branches of art and I believed that if you love your job you would be highly successful and fulfill your dreams.