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My Words....
Like these differing colours, society itself is comprised of people from different backgrounds of caste, creed, race, and gender. One can go so far as to say that just as a disproportionate mixture of the primary colours create a dull and drab impression on the canvas, the lack of harmony in our society stems from our inability to co-exist harmoniously. And just as the disproportionate mixture of colours gives the impression of something sinister lurking behind the obvious, the disharmony in society suggests exactly the same. Today’s society has become soulless. In such a scenario, the flowers in my work may appear to be utopian, but Nature (in spite of the modern age apathetic and mechanical life-style) always reminds us that no matter what we do, we can never ever suppress her. Nature can do this by simply drawing our attention to the exquisite ‘Shimul’ flower during spring or by expressing her anger through natural disasters like the Tsunami. Being a die-hard optimist and a believer in positivism I am relentlessly fighting to establish a distinct identity through my paint-brush and canvas. However, my struggle is aimed at enhancing the quality of my work, not – at least primarily – to ensure bread and butter. It is the struggle to rise above the material and bring out the real ‘I’ that wants to establish itself in accordance with Bharat’s culture and heritage. It is this frame of mind which inspires me to express my self through golden and silver colours on the canvas when even the tiniest ray of sunlight or moonlight touches me in spite of the concrete jungle in which we live. Thus it is through an intermingling of various forms, textures, tones, and colours – both familiar as well as unfamiliar – that I create my works. It is my dream world which in turn serves as a platform for my struggle in today’s world – for my very existence as well as for carving out a niche – a personal space - for my self which transcends the restrictions imposed by society.
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