Monday, June 28, 2010
Discoveries... the space changed for me, the paper, the scale, holding the pen down, the 2 D space gives birth to layers, slows down the process, and millions of layers are born. There is an eagerness for Phase II, as if everything now has become an Investigation. The Role of the form is reversed, the act of appearance, disappearance, reappearance, fading, extending, flowing, unknown forms emerging, new darkness's, new highlights, overlapping and more elements yet to be discovered.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
the ridge forest, he begins his journey, the flat land of punjab, the valley, aravali hills. Thus an activist is born, an organization comes into the picture, the politics behind the photo, the workers inside factories uncovered, he covers himself close to the river...
Friday, June 18, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
I am circling the park, I have come from far away, it's where i am, where i stand in this picture. The time does come back, it does reveal a certain truth. Enclosed gardens of the city. They let you view your city, the time and space which exists outside. The fence seperates you from something. The play of exterior and interior, of the darkness and the street light. The yellow street light has brightened the night. And i am hidden, not too far away, across the fence, inside the Enclosed city gardens.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
evening snacks....aaluu pakora, waistline expansion, round belly, gym membership, push ups, sit ups, side curls... the jogging track, the treadmill... i wish not to be....... the bean bag !!!
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Jyoti speaks about his paintings, the journey from Orissa, Shantiniketan and Delhi, of settling, displacement, approaching Appropriation, Juxtaposing Mattisse in a painting, searching for his own identity, the confusion at college, incomplete series of paintings, variations in work struggling to be exhausted. We take a glimpse into his world - Nandlal bose's shantiniketan placed with artificial flowers, a sofa with a figurative touch, the measuring tape, the man placed with wires, all of the paintings wanting to have a dialogue
he feels tired, exhausted, so much work, bringing so many memories back.... A cup of Cafe Latte, there is a slight breeze, cloudy skies in the month of June.
His next lot - loads and loads of drawings and watercolour....