A Life Full of Creation and Construction.
Firooz Vaziri is an artist driven by a lifelong fascination with materials. From his professional career to his artistic practice, he transforms and reimagines materials, creating works that embody a journey of deconstruction and renewal. His art invites viewers to explore the stories inherent in every substance.
Moments of Firooz life
Conversations with Firooz
A glimpse into his life shaped by materials, into his inspirations and artistic philosophy
At the edge of a boisterous city, hidden in the silence of a factory long past its prime, the hum of creation remains. The space, once filled with industrial work, still carries the echoes of steel and movement. Firooz Vaziri never studied art formally. Numbers and calculations never interested him—his passion lay in taking things apart, understanding their mechanisms, and building something entirely new.
Every object has a task to deliver, so it is obliged to follow a rule. It is that rule which makes it beautiful, since it gives it life.
From Industry to Sculpture
How did your passion for creating begin?
Since childhood, I was fascinated by how things worked. I used to collect objects—things others called junk—but to me, they were treasures waiting to be repurposed. I dreamed of owning a factory, a place where I could create endlessly.
I never thought about whether my work was art. I just made what I wanted to see.
This passion turned into reality when he built his own factory. At first, he designed and constructed massive industrial structures for cement plants, gas refineries, and cold storage facilities. As his industrial work slowed, he turned to sculpture—not for profit or recognition, but simply to create.
The Hephaestus of Today
Bahram Dabiri called Firooz “Hephaestus”, the blacksmith of the gods in Greek mythology. Like Hephaestus, Firooz shapes metal with precision and instinct, turning rigid steel into something almost organic. His sculptures, though unbound by function, carry the same structural logic as his industrial creations.
Steel, for me, is like wax—it can be molded, softened, shaped into something alive.
The Beauty in the Unseen
You often speak about objects with deep admiration. Why?
For me, everything has its own aesthetic logic. The gears of a clock, the arrangement of components in a motherboard—they are all beautiful. His sculptures, though abstract, reflect this same structured elegance—balanced, precise, and yet deeply personal.
I see a motherboard as a painting, a locomotive as a masterpiece of movement.
Art Without Labels
Do your sculptures have names?
No, because names limit interpretation.The ambiguity is intentional. His works exist in a space between recognition and abstraction, where each viewer sees something different.
If I call it a bear, is it really a bear? What if it’s also a shadow? A movement? A feeling?
Selling and Exhibiting
You don’t seem interested in selling your work. Why?
My sculptures are an extension of myself, and I do not create for commercial gain. If someone truly values a piece—enough to pay a high price not out of investment, but connection—then maybe.
I don’t sell my work to make money. If someone values it enough to pay a high price, that interests me—because it means they truly see it.
A Life of Precision
Beyond sculpture, what else do you value?
My family. My wife, children, and grandchildren. I also have a deep appreciation for precision—things made with care, whether it’s a well-tailored shirt or the mechanism of a clock.
To create something with care and skill—that is what matters.
Machines, Cars, and the Endless Process of Creation
Tell us about your passion for cars and machines.
I’ve even built automobiles. One remains unfinished in my workshop, not due to lack of time, but because I continually refine it.
I could have finished it years ago, but the process is more important than completion.
Firooz art, like his life, is built without expectations - only passion.
What drives you to keep creating?
I don’t think about it. I just do it.
I never planned this path—I followed my curiosity. And I will keep following it.
He does not dwell on the future of his creations.
Maybe an earthquake will destroy them all. Maybe they will end up somewhere in a hundred years. That’s not for me to decide.
