Vivan Sundaram

An Interesting journey. A white cube with a video, forms imposed on it's surfaces, there is a boat you can walk on, a shift to garbage, trash, the soles of the shoes, thousands of pink cap empty water bottles floating in the river Yamuna. All perishable, destroyed, like the video depicting a city of Trash and the dust storm in the end.

June 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.

A walk through...

paper and the blade, he cuts through

there are directions...

shutter speed

neon lights

stars and mirrors

a home

spilling fuel

we are all here, in the Under Construction Zone !

strokes of sunlight....

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...

ravi agarwal...

the whole gallery is wet.... do not enter or you will get stuck in the paint...

bhutta ki kahani...

the sleeping disease started by jyoti.... god help us!!!

a talk by Jullius

and so the warriors have decided to play.... such is the blessing, i am a witness... stories open up, the past is no longer the past, the blade strikes open a dwaar (door). this must be a way to the forest...

The City gardens

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. 

jyoti is resting after a long day's work. This photo was taken after he slept, ooops!! i meant worked all day long.

i have a small space where i work, but now, it's become my home, it's taken me such a long time to get use to this space. I have hidden myself within my works.

The New group

Sir, please... snacks are ready! thanday ho jaygay...

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 !!!

The Basel Connection

and so it has started to rain tonite, the month of june, a pre monsoon shower, star lit cars in CP. The night of kerela, the fear of the night, away from light pollution....

From Shantiniketan to Religare

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....