The music I make is like fragments of myself, or in other ways, like little cells released from me in a precise moment of my life.

I usually compose submerged in a very intense emotional state, dragged by an experience that has surprised me. That is why mi songs are a musical version of the notes I write in my personal diary and end up being my less naive autobiography.
I am no ones model nor I am interested in leaving any message. I compose for myself, and while I am doing it I know not of the existence of anyone else but me.
Nevertheless, it is difficult to stay isolated. So I go out and make myself known. I then discover that the moment when other people listen to me and are moved by me is as intense as the moment of composition.
From the Arabic songs that my mother sang to me as a child to the classical music that marked the first 13 years of my life, I owe those who preceded me for their ideas and the enthusiasm they caused in me.