Been born in Armenia in a family of great musical tradition. State Superior of Music Comitas of Yerevan was admitted in the Conservatory, finalizing its studies shiningly as professor of piano and musical language.
She has been during many years professor of the School of Spendiarov Music, in Armenia.
Its restlessness by other branches of the knowledge has taken it to realise studies of psychology and philosophy.
I was born in Yerevan, in an Armenian family, normally. And as in an authentic Armenian family, the piano could not lack in the house, was a furniture to the one more than sooner or later it would approach to me.
My father was engineer and my mother professor of History of Music and Musical Lenguaje. Also they were at that time my uncles, some well-known actors of theater; thanks to them I had the privilege to know almost all the actors who left by the television.
My mother counts who already with two years wanted to see the programs of classic music which they put on TV. Some threw you operate complete and I always hoped until very late that the program began and soon saw it until the end. The day that put Otello I went all night crying.
With five years I began to play the piano in the School of Arts of Yerevan and next I studied in the well-known Musical Institute Romanos Melikyan. My sister is violinist, we have studied and touched much together, we have been support the one for the other, the two we have studied in the Conservatory Superior Komitas de Yerevan, and sometimes also we have made together some prank¦ When we were single and the neighbors saw that we did not practice sufficiently recriminated us by the window so that we continued studying.
One of the people who have perhaps marked to me more has been professor Svetlana Navasardyan. A life dedicated to music and the piano, rigorous and demanding, but that knew to instill me the love to the deep work with musical ideas and the concept of the good sound done.
Inspired by her, attempt that my students listen to and understand music before touching it, especially the one of Bach, who forces to think to you without stopping and Babadjanyan that dazzles by the colorful wealth and of its harmony.