Left Teaching to have a go on making films and exploring Plastic Art, I was born in what is known now as the sad city of blood & terror Baghdad, Iraq (1972). At the age of six, my journey as an outcast started in Diaspora after the escape of my family from the Iraqi Baath Regime.  A Bachelor of Arts and Literature enriched another dimension to my approach of life, death and the in Between; in addition to the many places I took as a refuge in 4 Continents.

While I’m making bad art, saying stupid things and continuing implementation of my master plan to be completely forgotten when I’m gone and totally forgettable while I’m here; I’m still molding impressionable young minds or arguing for a decent budget for my next work. My work has gone to some amazing places, since I started to deal with my IDENTITY. To be honest, I prefer to process those emotions through my art but things always end up horribly:)

In 2012, I’ll be 40! After more than 25 years of working in different areas [education, TV production, design, branding, capacity building, editing, translation, screen writing, plastic art and Indy film making], I confess that I learned nothing and not wise enough to see things clearly and I still approach new experience like a 14 year old boy obsessed in exploring and experimenting. I still have a lot to do and a lot to learn… Some might say that my journey is filled with bumps and surprises that may not always be pleasant, I listen to them but I might as well enjoy the ride!
As the greatest poet of all time Robert Frost once said:

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”

Now I’m somewhere in the wide blue marble re-writing my first feature film (8th draft).

Thank you Al Saffar for sharing your Artistic Beauty!

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