In my painting I deal with time n pause. It’s matter of dark n gray society.

There’s a sense of decapitation of- body, thoughts, ideas, realization, death and life itself…or a kind of dematerialization rather…where the
residual ensemble is poetic, in complete harmony with mind…one may not find this composition in the world, but only in artist’s empowered manifestations of the self and the surrounding world…

Fragmentation is a beautiful word, more beautiful is it’s experience. What makes an identity possible is the first stitch in fragmentation, then there’s next, and one more and several more stitches. To feel the complete quilt, each stitch must be experienced and manifested.
However, what seems to be the surface might not be the interiority and what seems to be the interiority may not cascade as the surface. Sometimes drawings are the only ways to touch the inside out, may it be identity.