I’m from a land where poetry comprises an essential part of everyday life and is constantly recited in everyday conversation and even the most banal of situations; so many aspire to be or think of themselves poets. In a way, I regard my paintings are my untold poems.
I was born in Iran in 1981. Three years after the Islamic Revolution and one year after the commencement of the Iran-Iraq war. The inspiration for my work comes from my home, childhood experiences as an Iranian woman, as well my observations in the course of everyday life. After moving to London to study at Wimbledon College of Art in 2012 and later in Goldsmiths, University of London the path of my life radically changed.
I am an interdisciplinary artist. I have been working with photography, video art, performance and painting. But I know myself first and foremost as a painter. My paintings are more about the process of making painting, being a woman, an artist and being a person.
Mark making is a form of writing for me. Or maybe the brush strokes are my thoughts. I paint because I can’t find words to explain my thoughts. My paintings are my thoughts, my doubts which are constantly changing even as they are still a part of me.
While I am painting, I gradually forget where the inspiration and idea of the painting came from and as I proceed deeper into the work; the language of painting and the materiality of paint and the process become my concern. And the painting guides me; not the idea of the work per se. And sometimes in the process of exploration the subject of the work gradually became more abstract.