I do not know when the artist was born in me. Probably back in the days when I listened to my parents’ tales about our mountainous, fairy homeland and took delight in the many colors of flowers, butterflies and bees. Color, light, dream - that's what got me carried away. Since childhood I loved Armenia - my homeland. I'm convinced there have been no artist without homeland.
Heartland is in a Man. All goes from a heart, all starts in a heart. What am I doing right now? What else I can do, I am working. While working I do not think. Whatever I draw, the outcome is always Armenia. Our mountains, our gorges, our people, our light, our Ararat.
Working process is self-forgetfulness. All of a sudden you seem to be getting somewhere. Suddenly you see little part of your own looking at yourself. And that makes you somehow happy.
                                                                                                               MARTIROS SARIAN
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Aragats. 1925

Changes in creative objectives resulted in changes in work methods and enhancement of style.
Traveling to various regions in Armenia the artist painted his canvases in the open air, contemplating and depicting instances of nature's life. The zeal to convey the real and tangible side of nature and the nation's life resulted in a quick, sketchy manner of oil painting.

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