Experiences.

So, in life we all have a lot of experiences. That is the base of this idea. Through colors I tried to represent those. I replaced my head with a piece of cloth. On which I splattered colors. Experiences. Now why I used cloth was because colors diffuse and merge on cloth. Like experiences. Many merge and coalesce to make us. Make our identities. Make our ideas. We are all judges in life. And the performances we see/do are our experiences. Experiences, like memories are many a times filled with gaps. Times when we experience nothing. Now, from a broader angle, you know, even those are experiences, you know, in a more general way. Hence the certain blank spaces between the colors represent them. The piece of cloth, if you observe closely, stretches beyond the frame. That is because, you know, I am at a certain intermediate stage of life. Much is still left to be experienced. And I don't know till when. Because I don't know when I'd cease to exist. So the cloth is here endless, rather, you know, the end is not shown, 'coz it's not known.

As a secondary artwork related to this, I made this:

It is basically a detergent powder packet which I struck off with a cross. Kyunki daag acche hain. Because, experiences, I represented them as colors. And I believe experiences should never be removed from one's memory. Because in some way or the other they are bound to help us, bound to build us. And colors from cloth is normally removed using detergent powders. so I kinda showed that in this context detergent powders are banned.

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