Gallery Artchill Presents 'Emotive Ideograms'
by Moumita Ghosh
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showing recent Paintings by
Deepak Khandelwal
at Amber Palace , Jaipur ( 5th- 11th Jan,2013)
Celebrating Faces
Face is an identity embodied.
Face is the window of
one’s soul.
If face is the
real mirror of his heart, there could be no doubt that anyone could make out
what is going on in his mind, say the poets. There are people who hide their
emotions, thought process and intensely felt feelings. They could be
strategists, diplomats or at their worst hypocrites. But faces often don’t
cheat. Philosophically and theoretically speaking, face is the border line
between the public and the private. A person becomes an individual with a
distinct identity only when he/she is named and tamed. A nameless person is a
wild person. Faces, therefore anticipate a name, a story and a tangible
individual.
How do we understand
and locate the identities of the urban people who often aspire to look like the
successful models in their lives? What happens when a city is filled with
people who have similar looking faces? What happens when an urban space is
infested with people who think that their distinction is their identity while
in fact they do not have any to make a claim on? These are the questions that
Deepak Khandelwal raises in his beautiful, eye-catching, pleasing and
decorative works. These qualifications that I give to Deepak’s works are not to
condescend but to ululate the covert artistic strategy that he has taken to
ideate and debate a vital issue that we confront in our contemporary times; a
crisis in identity. Charlie Chaplin, while debating the industrial modernism
through his celluloid interpretation of the same in ‘Modern Times’ depicts one
of the greatest montages in the history of films. At the opening shot of the
movie, a herd of sheep moves thickly within a space, which slowly transforms
into a set of bowler hats that people wear to work in factories and the scene
is further juxtaposed with that of a huge clock that shows the
factory time.
This confusion, in
fact generated by the mutual transference of faces in the hope of finding the
truth inside, is what goads Deepak to make the faces in his paintings beautiful
and mysteriously layered at the same time. Corporate economic establishments
give out the feeling that they are open to the public in a democratic way. But
the truth is that they give only the illusion of transparency. Slowly the
people who work in the urban situations and move around in the urban locations
become victims of this transparency, almost losing their identity and faces in
the forced juxtapositions with the products that encapsulate the economic as
well as politico-cultural agenda of the very same establishments. This is the
cause of crisis in identity. Once caught in this maze of self deception than
self reflection, people become transparent faces. And that is what exactly
happening in the works of Deepak.
However, one cannot
forget the fact that Deepak is a great face reader; rather a reader of faces in
his own fashion. He likes people and likes watching people and the innumerable
expressions that come to their faces in various social, familial and intimate
occasions.
These emotions are
translated and celebrated in his paintings. The love for face is not just
limited to his love for ‘beauty’.
As he believes in the
dictum that the beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder, he likes to see
various faces with various hagiographic qualities. They need not necessarily be
the ideal beauties. According to the artist he is a ‘lover’ of faces that
reflect the beauty of mind. Even in the people he comes across in his walks in
the city streets and the village alleys, provide him with subjects as they are
most of unguarded while wandering in the streets. They express their own selves
through a sort of abandonment. And Deepak does not want to keep his elation
under check when he really feels happy about the people whose
faces show a variety of worlds contained in the ‘limited’
physiognomic details. While he is aware of the crisis of identity, he does not
forget to celebrate the identities evolved, whether they are natural or affected,
and expressed through the faces of the people.
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| Sangeeta Juneja, Gallery Artchill |
Gallery Artchill Presents it's 92nd Show
showing recent experimental art by
MOUMITA GHOSH ( SHAW)
at Amber Palace , Jaipur ( 28 Nov- 4th Dec)
Moumita’s works
are replete with human faces and figures – male and female both – and birds,
flowers, fishes, butterflies, reptiles also inhabit these, with a certain
strange looking appearance. They seem to locate themselves with an expression
of ‘where are we/ searching for what? Solace? But where is that? Who is going
to give us love and care?’ their faces, and gestures are lit large with
question marks of various kinds, and moods. But howsoever strange they may
appear, these are not ‘distorted’ figures, as they embody an innocence, and a sensitivity of
their own. Their emergence is sure and direct, like we see objects
and figures in dreams, where they may not appear in the shapes and sizes of normal nature,
and familiar delineations, but in any case they are there, claiming a rugged
reality. And we all like to decode them according to our own interpretations
and perceptions.
But Moumita’s world is not a wonderland or dreamland only, although it has an affinity with dreams to a an extent. Infact it is about the process of trying to know the cause(s) of one’s joys and sufferings, and while experiencing them, wanting to know how they have affected the body and soul. Simultaneously searching for reassurances to bring oneself on one’s feet again. No wonder in some of the paintings, we find a drawing also of romping figures, and in some paintings the faces and figures seem to float, striving for a firm landing. Moumita is a painter of moods also, and perhaps at the spur of the moment, brush or pen in hand, she paints/draws her feelings in visual terms. In her paintings detailing does not occur, and whatever we are seeing is drawn separately, not as a ‘detail’. Thus in her works, each image has a ‘separate’ identity as well, and when they come together a context is formed.
A person inflicted with pain or injury or showered with joy does not remain the same in appearance – this also is amply demonstrated by Moumita’s ‘characters’ so to say. There is a painting where certain motifs have been hung, like clothes are hung on a wire. Once we fix our gaze at them, we realize that these are motifs which have been used as signifiers also, and their visual appearance is akin to props in a Theatre. Thus gradually it may occur that one is seeing something of a Theatre/ circus as well, where things appear somewhat differently.
This also brings to mind that in her earlier paintings joker/jester had a role to play. But we must conclude with the fact, that while she uses some elements of theatre, she uses them without theatricalities.
This ‘Theatre’ then has evolved naturally, organically, and there is no ‘acting’ as such is involved. By bearing, and then baring, the experiences of agony, grief, pain, compassion, and also of momentous Joy, Moumita creates a world, which is not depressing, but is uplifting in a sense.
Some people try to suggest that Moumita’s works are close to child art on Naïve Art, but this is not true. In fact she is ‘aware’ about the things she is depicting. She never romanticizes her images. The only thing is that she treats them raw, so a swollen lip, or eye wide open, look somewhat akin to ‘Child Art or naïve Art’.
Moumita also draws/ paints faces in duplicate, and puts them, and us in a quandary. But this is not to puzzle us, but to show how a particular experience is being transmitted visually. Her sources are many, from primitive to pop to painterly. Her colours have a glow and charm of their own. Her visual vocabulary has kept on increasing, and her latest works on paper are literally laced with laces, and glue, and are innovative and poetic.
With a sense of irony, and subtle wit and humour (as is exemplified in painting where three female figures seem to struggle with sartorial options) she captures the quintessence of myriad moods, and emotions, related to the very process of experiencing life. Initially we feel unsettled in front of her curios, but gradually come to terms with them. And start realizing their connotative value as well.
Prayag Shukla