Artist Revati Sharma Singh explores lines that belong to a borderless world, which stands as a whole - boundless and limitless - sans any lines...
The stark, ruptured lines of socioeconomic disparity created by money, power and hierarchy divide the haves from the have-nots and towering high rises from the creeping hutments. The fault lines that arise because of the skewed balance between pristine nature and rampant urbanization, environment and rampant development lead to gradual degradation.There are lines that foretell and decide an individual’s fate.
Unraveling the complex maze of crisscross patterns on our greasy palms gives us an inkling of the impending turn of events, albeit unpleasant, we can only helplessly watch as they unfold. The creases of on our forehead, the furrow on our brow – those unwanted worry lines and the laughter lines around our eyes. They all tell a tale of the time passed by and perhaps the opportunities missed…
The wedged lines that divide a parched piece of land, dried like the desperate farmers’ eyes, and those deepening lines that demarcate the sufferers’ faces into barren landscapes. They refuse to melt, merge and reemerge as a fulfilling expression that displays the sum total of our life’s long, fruitless struggles.The grills on our windows that narrow our vision and the locks on our doors that draw us inwards, clamping locks on our hearts and shackling our minds…
The demanding lines that we draw in our relationships; the invisible lines of extreme ego that hold us back from surrendering our SELF to others. The brutal lines of extremism, the subtle lines between truth and deceit, they all envelope our existence. The artist adds: “It is time that we let the dividing line melt. In this exhibition, I explore lines that forge, that unite, that strive to bring us closer to our purest self and bond us with everyone around irrespective of caste, color or creed.
The lifeline or cord rendered by a loving mother to her newborn child.The unique fingerprints that sets us apart, and the DNA structure that lines our existence.The line of continuity that connects one generation to the other...It’s the eternal timeline of all our lives.These are the lines that interact and communicate; the lines that make up alphabets and are at the heart of our visual and textual expressions; the lines that form the core of our languages and dialects...
They define love, peace and harmony as the same thing for each and every individual irrespective of nationality, statehood, caste, class and creed.
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