Saturday, October 19, 2013

HOW ARE YOU!!!

Bond and Brand are two familiar words to us especially to the city dwellers. These are known to be the new bourgeois process of domination. Lots of brands have sprung up here for making commodities available and serving better commodities. These brands have taken their seats in people’s vein. Gradually they are occupying people’s dream. They are presenting man like Bond as a role model. In every moment, they are entering into people’s dreams thing themselves happy. In the hope of leading a standard life people don’t care about the high cost which is beyond their capability. But are we really happy?
This project using three product boxes involves usual silk screen technique in collaboration with local commercial print maker.   



SCULPTURE

 Every element has its own identity and has ability to make a dialogue. Those which are used in my Sculptures are somehow related to our experience triggering our memories. To make them more intelligible I  added   some human  parts  which directly or indirectly take us close to our reality and  existing situation.






Friday, October 18, 2013

PRINT




URBAN DREAMS

 My work focuses on the psychological and emotional aspects of an urban life in a world teeming with discords, imbalance and suppression for existence. All the people living here are running towards an infinite goal.  They seem to have been born to be in a constant race, be the warriors of an ostensibly eternal struggle! I discover them dreaming to reach the Utopia that hardly comes true. They are dreaming of an imaginary future and are struggling everyday only to rescue them in an unfinished war. The eyes those dream, weep in nuisance to have seen dreams wrecked; appear before me in different colours. The persons growing up with dreams of diverse colours treasured in their soul stir my heart much. Every person is too lonely to be bold enough in the rat-race of life. The alluring stairs to reach the topmost level always make him intimidated and meager. The restrictions of the contiguous society persistently draw a rapt state for a person enough to constrain the primitive instincts in every pace of life. Here we have to take guise of false and fake color or emotion to survive, to hide our own longings. This is the rule of this ill society to adapt with everything. We enjoy , in one hand , all the new products of modern society ,on the other hand we make a wall of depression around us losing ourselves in loneliness.