Born October 15-10-1991 in rural area of far north of Lebanon most inhabitants originating of Ottoman Pashas and Greek Orthodox Christians, that crafted a blend of multicultural union. I was born in the middle of the mother earth, amongst mountains and valleys and witnessed fatality and grief by closest people to me, so my childhood felt death. Azrael is my father; he ruined my soul and it’s impossible for me to heal. Because of him I became fire and live in darkness, as if I came alone in this world without brothers, even friends. At my younger age, I kept fears to myself and buried them in my village’s river, but they kept returning from the dark depth of the ocean to fill my heart with sorrow. School educations: I moved from school to school on a regular basis, not knowing why but it’s feeling like I was well aware that I was looking for an escape from the harsh winters of my childhood. Primary classes were in a Catholic's school of my village, 12 years after I moved to a public school then a boarding technical school where I studied to become “chef de cuisine” The school was located in a town near the village of the poet and artist “Gebran Khalil Gebran” Bcharre where my beloved grandmother came from. University studies: I was awarded a Turkish government scholarship to study out there, in 2010. I couldn’t wait to travel to a new country, I learned the language and became a member of their community; but I always wanted to come back to Lebanon because the breeze and smell of my beautiful country always call on me to return to my beautifully spirited home country, though shattered and devastated by unhuman leaders. 2 years later, I returned to Beirut and studied at the French institute to re- establish and not forget my second language, French. In 2019, I went to Paris to study French culture at catholic university of Paris, where I discovered that I had a hiding talent for drawing as well as on interest in art history and ancient civilizations. 2019-2020 I prepared myself in Art in StudioM school in Paris. I used to believe that the sun was painter and colorful who's light coloring the earth, and I was always fascinated by the Colors of food rather than cooking it. Pierre Corneille, the French poet and writer was right: “To die for one’s country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful à death.” Summer 2020, while I was at home in Paris preparing to travel to Marseille after passing the entrance exam to complete my studies at “University of fine arts- Marseille Luminy” a news came that brought me back sadness and death, the devastating “Holocaust-like” explosion of Beirut on 4 august 2020 scattered my thoughts and destroyed my heart in many pieces without any mercy, so I left my planned future behind and decided to return in my country and share the salvation of my people whom I cherish. Vie privée: I am vagabond I lived in many cities and place like Ankara, Istanbul, Paris and right now in Beirut living with my lovely cat Bambi. I am in complicated love for 9 years till now and still complicated “as complex as life can be” but above all I am happy and proud of my relationship. Art Pieces: I have produced since 2019 around 120 works divided between paintings and sculptures. Languages: I speak, write and read: Arabic, French, English, Turkish and my cat's freedom of language.