I tend to conceive my paintings as ragas—only the selection of notes is the color palette and the tanpura is my paintbrush. The textures form the nuances of the notes, and depict the effect of time on spaces. The visuals I paint are inspired by nostalgia, a result of dwelling on times long gone. The spaces in my paintings oscillate between the present and the past, the here and there.
A melody from an old black and white Marathi film, or the robustness of Kumar Gandharva’s rendition spurs me to create its visual analogy. As I move back and forth from the courtyard of our childhood waada with its canopy of moonlit sky to the grandeur of the Rajput fortresses I visited recently, I am overwhelmed with the immense possibilities of recreating the harmony between the two that is absolutely perfect within my imagined world. A world, where melody echoes in ancestral homes, around ornate gates and tall trees. Spaces, where I sometimes invite celestial beings of lore.