Moon Clock
The Moon Clock is a device to tell the time. At midnight, and at noon, lies the moon. With the passing of the hours, it clocks the waxing and the waning of crimson moon-minutes
Practice is the daily ‘work’ (as verb) of art. It represents the sum of all the moves – practical, conceptual, affective, cognitive, philosophical, analytical and aesthetic – that occupies/de-occupies the state of our triangulation at any given point of time. Being contingent, this practice is a shape-shifting thing, prone to surprise itself as much it surprises others. Like a mycelial inhabitation, indeterminate and unbounded, it expands.
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The Moon Clock is a device to tell the time. At midnight, and at noon, lies the moon. With the passing of the hours, it clocks the waxing and the waning of crimson moon-minutes
A configuration of five graphic ‘imprints’ and three augmented-reality ‘interferences spread across various levels of The Cosmic House, London.
Autoluminous is an index of our awareness of the inscription of energy into every waking, sleeping and dreaming moment.
A set of four prints on metallic paper play with imagery from ‘Swamp’, ‘Marsh’, and the ‘Unruly Iris of Dissent’, and add a third element – a magnification of a falling tear drop, with traces of its salt crystals, denoting the salinity of the feelings that have us come undone.
All, Humans is a permanent commission at School of Linguistics and Cultural Studies, Goethe University, Frankfurt.
All, Humans builds itself from uniquely human faculty of language to construct conceptual categories that transverse the human condition. It arcs out like a canopy – suspended between a multiplicity of minds, hearts and hands, sheltering and anticipating the universal human aspiration and claim for freedom, equality and dignity.
Betaal / बे-ताल / Arrhythmic instigates an encounter with simulations of arrhythimic presences in an infrastructure-inflected landscape. The landscape of loops, knots, ties, ellipses, holes made of steel wires and metal bar creates a crisscross configuration suspended in space.
Time Travel is not a typical board game, although it looks quite ordinary: it consists of a board, instructions, and alphabet squares.
Memes and Fables: …tick tock Newspaper, blackboard ink, chalk and screen print. 2021 70cm x 54.5cm Memes and Fables: …tock tick Newspaper, blackboard ink, chalk and screen print. 2021 68cm x 55.5cm Memes and Fables: …wicked Newspaper, blackboard ink, chalk and screen print. 2021 70cm x 57.5cm Memes and Fables: …let it be Newspaper, blackboard […]
Unexpected arrivals (of a virus in one year) and departures (of a species in another) transform the colour of time. Each year gets a colour signature: a chromachron.
The Sovereign and its CompanyShown at: Kunstverein Braunschweig, Germany (2021) Velvet, silkscreen, wallpaper150 cm x 300 cm, 560 cm x 375 cm The Sovereign and its Company are multiple, and multiply formed. Anything can be deputized. The historical glory and moral authority of the sovereign and its company melts away, and then reconstitutes itself, constantly. […]
“One question that stayed with us and has proven to continue getting exponentially more complex is that of time. The 90s had posed the scrambling of time in ideas of development, progress, or modernity.During that time, as very young people, we examined and re-examined what progress could even mean. We have, from then, been unpacking […]
Sleep, Clock reflects the intimate rhythm of existence through a pair of synchronized clock faces.
NervesShown at: ‘Not Yet at Ease’, FirstSite, Colchester, United Kingdom (2018) | ‘Spinal’, Frith Street Gallery, London, United Kingdom (2019) Mural, Text and Drawings transferred in Vinyl 140 meter long curving wall The bold blue colour that forms the ground of Nerves is inspired by the Hospital Blues uniform worn by convalescing soldiers in British military […]
An imagined conversation between real, embodied and artificial forms of intelligence, set in a moment of respite on a working day.
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