Venue : Chemould Prescott Road, Mumbai.
Breathing on Mirrors
As if, in a monosyllabic conversation or mimicking telephone emoticons, I have confined these drawings to a minimal emotional theatre. Like the great German poet Rilke insists, the protagonist lets everything happen to her, beauty and terror.
The tension of the creative act is acted out on soft mattresses, hinting at the domestic nature of the ‘demons’. The charcoal is a stabbing device that conveys anger at the imperious world. The inevitable pauses are coloured ruminations, made while breathing on mirrors.
23 Jan, 2020