To understand better where my path originated, in the hope that some of you might find similar pathways in your own stories, a little about myself.

I was born in Teheran, Iran in 1977 and came to France at the age of 3.

My childhood was tough and forced me to be resourceful. Hard as it was, it gave me the taste for challenges and being confident with learning on my own.

At the age of 18, seduced by what Lycée teachers proclamed to be the French royal path to success, I decided to join “the best” and study mathematics and physics to get into the top engineering schools.

After a lot of hard work, I became an engineer in 2001, got my MSc in Advanced Computing and started working in a big utilities corporation.

As soon as I started working, I realized that I wouldn’t survive long in that environment.  The tasks I was forced to work had nothing to do with engineering. That world wasn’t for me. It would take me 15 years to get out of it.

However, early on, in 2003, after attending a few evening life classes in the Ecole des Beaux-Arts, I fell in love with drawing the human body.

I had never known such a powerful visual experience.

It was a surprise for me. As a child, I had loved learning music but I had never thought about drawing.

So I started buying books and I slowly built my interest for art.

Realising that the evening classes wouldn’t be enough for my thirst of realism, I started my search for better classes.

I had bought Anthony Ryder’s book and going through the Internet I stumbled upon Studio Escalier’s courses in France.

From 2006 to 2009, I took a lot of courses with them. I even took a sabbatical in 2009 to attend Anthony Ryder’s one-year workshop in Santa Fe.

I learnt a lot about drawing but still most of the basics about learning to see value and mixing color were missing.

Considering the courses were overly expensive and I had spent all my savings, I stopped in 2010 and went back to work to support my family.

I would then go through a period of 5 years with little or no art at all.

The worst period of my life.

Finally, in 2016, after 15 years in engineering, I quit my job, “burnt the dead wood” and continued as a painter.

And here I am today, never happier, working litteraly day and night to get my skills up to the top.