It’s the struggles in life that inspire me to create…my own personal battles as well as the broader issues that exist in this universe. A difficult situation leaves me restless till my brain spits out some form of an idea.

 Over the years I’ve come to realize that there are more mediums to express creativity than a paintbrush and paper. For the most part – I’ve been quite the technophobe (and still am in many ways) …hence, accepting a computer as an artistic tool has been an interesting journey – but I think it’s getting somewhere!

On a different note, let me 'attempt' to explain my background; I was born in Pakistan, my dad migrated there from India (during the partition in 1947). He was just a baby when he moved but his family held onto their Indian traditions. I moved to the Middle East with my parents when I was only a few weeks old... and spent most of my life there (certain places in the middle east are incredibly American influenced *I wonder why?*)....but just to add another ingredient to the mix - my parents sent me to a British school. When it was time for me to go to university, my family immigrated to Canada...After graduating, there was a bit more back and forth in my life....back to the Middle East and to Pakistan...but now I'm back in Toronto and I think...I've finally found a home...

Nevertheless, all these multi-cultural influences leave me with an identity crisis, to say the least. A simple question like, "where are you from?" wreaks havoc with my understanding of identity....The confusion has translated itself into a unique and rather odd perspective on the Diaspora of modernity & globalization. And that, is my experience...my attempt to express.....

In a nutshell: I’m a freelance copywriter and I like to dabble in design….I draw, I paint, I sew and somewhat maneuver a mouse. I’ve said enough. I think I’ll let my work speak for itself…