Lost and found

 

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Lost and Found
Lost and found for me is a search for existence. Existentialism, which emphasizes individual existence, freedom and choice. Something absent here is present there; somewhere and I try to make rational suppositions despite existing in an irrational universe. Sections in newspapers or websites which talk about missing people and things always anchors my ship of thought.

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The irony of it being talked about, being mentioned in that column is itself a presence for it. And that reference invokes discussions and thoughts about the same. You find yourself questioning about its being. I believe that life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

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This  Installation is  Part of Al-Revelar show Curated By Julia Vellasenor IN Vaderha art gallery New Delhi 2015

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Our existence is to me an unsolved Mystery. We continue to search ourselves at the same time we are searching new galaxies for signs of life ,space and time continue to be the dimensions that guide our spiritual and scientific pursuits, In the Spiritual realm, our celestial body transforms constantly and seems like a dream,
Face in the newspaper, missing children, women, men are all anonymous to me , I look in the mirror and realize my face is also unknown; we are a mystery. Searching their erased features makes me question myself, question the “I”

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My search has begun in the missing person column of the national newspapers and took me to the unending online files of missing individuals. I try to reactivate their memory by taking them into my artistic research and into the exhibition space , calling out there names, re prints their images as objects of memory, distorted ,blurred , unrecognizable and again unknown .

 

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The lament of Painted photo

I want to be blind ,

You know,

I love you too,

till core of elctron. 

That UV expose our  larva 

I love .

you know for shake of fuck 

I love to be die with your dissoution dermis. 

I thought we are making someting togather 

that was 

deep void  in my dong 

you know love couldn’t die 

with you 

when you will rise with that darkness 

i will sleep with

that darkness  again

and again ……

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The lament of Painted  photo

The idea behind this Cynotype print  try to look at seemingly unimportant and useless things such as darkness and motionlessness while opening a space for self reflection. The smallness of the sound and the peace of darkness and stillness will allow us to rest the mind.

Our whole universe is made of darkness and light, these polar energies make everything that is known to us. We tend to focus on light most of our waking hours but it is in darkness that we can connect to the outer spheres of our surroundings.

Blanckness gives us the possibility to rest the mind and to be able to look again at the world in a new light. During meditation, we force our mind to achieve complete stillness and to exit all images in the eye of our mind, thus facing a blank/dark moment. This installation attempts to immerse the visitor into such an

experience. Darkness gives us the power of imagination where all creative images arise.

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