Thursday, 25 April 2013


In a decaying society, art if it is truthful must also reflect decay. And unless it wants to break faith with its social function, art must show the world as changeable. And help to change it.
                                                                                                                            - Ernst Fisher

I was seven, I went running out of my house on a rainy day, once wet, looking for orangey, red clumps on the ground usually covered with dirt. I picked up one of these clumps. Thus began my love affair with clay. Sixteen years later, my teacher plonked a bag of clay in my hands and helps me continue my odyssey.

Unknowingly, a temperament in me I never knew existed came to light. I strongly believe it is clay to have brought this into existence. This temperament in turn helping me mould clay. A collateral damage had been done.

Hence, Surfacing.