Latitude 28

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interior Monologue of the Artist

by Manjari Kaul
Abstract ideas, conflicting thoughts, rejected drafts, sketchy outlines, works under construction, the notes in the margins, unprocessed plans, incomplete verses and the warm-up before a performance are conventionally deemed unfit to be viewed by an audience. The rugged bolt and screw that hold up the elegant tower are concealed in order to sever the tower from all associations with its building process. It is these rugged fittings and unfinished sentences that Anupam Sud brings out in her... [more]
Posted by Manjari Kaul on 12/4/11

Sacred Rendered Profane

by Manjari Kaul
In the contemporary capitalistic dictionary the meaning of love reads ‘a mass produced, large (size varies according to your credit card balance), red, velvety heart shaped cushion.’ The red roses, the CD of assorted romantic numbers, the happily ever after ends of romantic comedies and other market driven forces collaborate to construct and reiterate a meaning of love that has good sales value. Avni Doshi, in her curatorial venture seems to be reminiscing the song written by Bob Dylan in the... [more]
Posted by Manjari Kaul on 10/9/11

Pill Appeal

by Himali Singh Soin
The Pill is a Personification. The Pill is a Hyperbole, an Archetype, a Symbol. It’s tiny, systematic, circular self has flirtatiously traveled across the globe, morphing old wives tales about women’s cycles, reproduction and sexual intercourse. And how the tiny tablets find themselves in an art gallery in Delhi only hints at their locomotive stamina. Particularly fascinating, across the exhibition, is the number of artists that chose to employ the shape of a circle, in image, metaphor and... [more]
Posted by Himali Singh Soin on 1/31/11

The Black Spot

by Himali Singh Soin
Tiny black specks spread like wild multiplying ants, across desolate landscapes, up pillars, into oceans, swarming the canvases and seemingly leaping up the walls of the gallery Latitude 28 till it sinks to the equator-- in the jarring glare of the sun the voice of truth, an alarming illumination of the violence and isolation that has consumed the world and left it brittle and crumbling. Kazi Nasir’s foreboding art utilizes a man-made medium—acrylics—to portray the destruction of man and all... [more]
Posted by Himali Singh Soin on 11/29/10