I was born in the dark blockaded Yerevan (Armenia) in 1994. This year has been one of the most difficult for Armenia, suffering from the cold, the lack of fuel and food.And I am the representative of the generation that grew up in the light of an oil lamp, and enjoyed every hour, carried out by electric light. That is why, perhaps, we cherish what we have now so much. I learned to see beauty in the most ordinary things, in everyday aspects of life. My eyes used to snatch from the bustle of the current days the beauty of my home town and its inhabitants, the pain of loneliness of old people and an innocent glance of a child.Very often I notice things that not everyone could do, and through my works I am trying to bring to my spectator the game of shadows and light of the life as I see it. Now I based in Belgium.
Photography is my way to report true, undistorted reality , the reality is that I see myself.