13/12/1996 Iran, Amol Associate of Arts, Graphic Drawer, painter Solo exhibition: 2018_ Privacy, Experimental Drawing, Isoo gallery, Amol 2015, Experimental Drawing, Isoo gallery Amol Group exhibition 2020, Borjass projects, Collection of Pains, Isoo gallery, Amol 2019, Borjass projects, Atomization, Isoo gallery, Amol 2019, Borjass projects, participation at Ostrale biennale, Dresden, Germany
2019, Kajkook, Gozar gallery, Isfahan 2019, Resident in Crumple group exhibition, Isoo gallery, Amol 2018, Mazandaran artists, Nouran gallery, Ghaem-shahr 2018, Postcard, Isoo gallery in cooperation with Azad gallery, Amol 2018, Postcard, Haft Aeene gallery, Sari 2018, Resident in Crumple group exhibition, Isoo gallery 2018,Karbafo Postcard, Aban Gallery, Shiraz 2018,Karbafo Postcard, Abad gallery, Tehran 2018,Karbafo Postcard, Houmer gallery, Kerman 2018,Karbafo Postcard, Didar gallery, Isfahan 2018, New Generation, Zar gallery, Amol
2018, Resident in Crumple group exhibition, Isoo gallery, Amol 2017, Borjass projects, Experimental Drawing, Isoo gallery Amol 2016, Self Portrait, Isoo gallery, Amol 2016, Borjass projects, Self Portrait, Isoo gallery, Amol 2016, Borjass projects, Conceptual Portrait, Isoo Gallery, Amol 2016, Resident in Crumple group exhibition, Isoo gallery, Amol 2015, Contemporary artists painting exhibition, Isoo gallery, Amol 2015, Borjass projects, Isoo gallery, Amol 2015, Borjass projects, Art gallery, Sari 2014, Resident in Crumple group exhibition, Zar gallery, Amol
What did we forget? Forgetting begins when we erase every single thing in our mind without questioning why, and we continue this practice over and over throughout history. So much so that our most natural rights are erased and hidden in time, and until we know what we have forgotten, we are wandering in the whirlpool and fueling this.
It’s as if everything is a clumsy builing of superficial emotions, fragile and transient emotions . Demonstrating a keen interest in and indifference to consciousness, a structure that has all been Made with stunning order , is a superficial and emotional definition of communication ,nationality, Tradition,history,and individuality. Our instinctive and superficial man has lots himself in the face of an abstract and historical tradition, this old tree has lost its roots in all its imensions. All this false order will one day soon fall before our eyes ,and no material can compensate for this deep disconnection of man frome himself . Now the collapsed man is alienated from himself and the word around him The project of self_destruction begins,and this ugly structure that we are is separated from each other and from itself and from the word and its borders.
Ultimately, in this selfish circle, you can not say who is guilty: the man or the woman; because each one is sacrificed her/himself, to the ideology of power, and they do as they can to dominate every other ideology . They do not even know they are ruled by a great ideology which is same as an outburst that are, in fact, destroying themselves to repair.
I am guilty! I took it off when I had to put my foot in the right place; you are guilty who chose to dominate just to reach and for the social position.
There are things which had to be answered by each of us, but we did not respond!!!