About me

I was born in Beirut’s Gemmayzé — where every stone holds a story, and creativity hums beneath the city's worn facades. In our home, art was not decoration — it was necessity. I sketched my teachers on the worn wood of my school desk, tracing faces before I could name what I wasì seeking.

That search led me to the Faculty of Fine Arts and Architecture at the Lebanese University, where I studied the discipline behind the mystery.

Music is my other pulse — a constant undercurrent that moves my hand, shapes my rhythm, and sometimes pulls me behind the decks at Nostalgie Liban, where I still play.

Each painting begins quietly — with an emotion, a fragment of memory, a shadow, a melody. It lingers, stirs, insists — until I let it speak. The process is never planned. It unfolds — through instinct, through stillness, through the language of color and form — like a story only the canvas will remember.