This is a gallery of local Indian markets, Gajras and peppermints. It serves Metkut and adhesives on a dinner plate. There are earrings on soft boards and Marlboros on the college canteen floor. It has Ghungroos on a Christmas wreath and embroidery hoops stuck in rusty buses. It echoes the walls of a boho apartment and art classes in kaleidoscopic brothels.
This is a gallery of the supernatural, divine, extraordinary and inherent – the power withi