Life happening






After my first solo show in 2011 it happened that soon I became the mother of a child the very next year. An otherwise very neat and clean space—my home became as chaotic as possible and all of us who have experienced or are experiencing parenthood will agree to this. This sudden change of surroundings was quiet an annoying experience for me as I have been overly sensitive to the cleanliness of my environment.

The joy of upbringing a child however superseded all the other things in life and being at home as a full-time mother with occasional art that I was doing that time was how life was going on in those days. I remember reacting to the chaos many times…still I don’t remember when, but I eventually started enjoying the chaos and the scribbles my toddler started making on the walls. Being the child of an artist mother, she had all the privilege to draw on the walls and no one had ever stopped her. The reason why I am telling this story is, the eventual acceptance of the chaotic surroundings, the scribbles of my kid on the walls started to inspire many compositions in my mind. the series I am working on nowadays as I prepare for my second solo show is inspired by this chaos. 

The beauty of life happening, the intervention of innocence in an otherwise (so-called) neat and peaceful space is what inspired this series of artworks. An artist should allow life to happen in order to grow organically as an artist. Not that happenings are much in control of an individual but opening our heart does makes some difference.



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