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The Fuschia Tree- A Life. Line. On New Art
The Fuschia Tree
Editor's Note.
Every sunbeam, every strain of music, every sapling and starfish is ultimately the regeneration of a previous something, a collection of somethings, taking on new shape. At the most indivisible level we can comprehend, all life is nothing more than atoms and molecules dancing their way through various forms. And if everything comes from something, it stands to reason that everything must go to something as well.
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Choreographing Art: Behind the Scenes with Raghava KK.


By Aparna Kapur, Issue 26, Illusion: Seeing Beyond Seeing.
Art does not need to be abandoned any more. My new work lives on, breathes, changes and evolves. My art only exists when the spectator chooses to complete it and bring it to life...

Be As You Are: In conversation with Vidha Saumya.


By Vidha Saumya, Issue 23, Rhythm: Ordering Time.
Sometimes they seemed controlling, and sometimes they were out of control. As the artist, I too feel an upsurge of emotions when I am drawing them, almost like the whole world is drunk...

Drawing through Life.


By Sanjana Kapur, Issue 22, Inertia: Being Both At Once.
When you sketch market areas, people and objects are bound to move or block you from your view, this is something beyond your control. To counter this, I keep building an archive of the necessary key details in my head...

Stomp: A Disembodied Comic.


By Amitabh Kumar, Prayas Abhinav, Guest Edited by Kiran Subbaiah, Issue 21, Folly: A wise fool, March 2013.
This comic was born out of a fractured moment. It was born in a moment which had nothing left to say. It was born in a moment that couldn’t describe itself. It was born on a day when the sun...

Raqs Media Collective: On Triangles, Infinity and Learning Where to Stop.


Issue 16,The End is Where We Start from II, January 2013
The Raqs Media Collective is most often a triangle, sometimes a circle and often a shape elusive to geometry, a bubble, a building, a boat. In being, they create. In creating, they think and ...

The Primordial Circle and Square.


By Nora Wendel, Issue 16, Squares & Circles Issue, December 2012
This sound piece is an exploration into the primordial shapes of a circle and square based on tantric philosophies. The evolution of the sounds heard within this piece mimic the nascent nature of creation.

On the off-Chance.


By Himraj Soin, Issue 12, The Chance Issue, September 2012
Himraj Soin utilizes the idea of imitation and improvisation by redrawing five Calvin and Hobbes comic strips, and is therefore fated to be a mere imitator. What happens to the artist when he has no free will?

Journey to the Center of the Character.


By Simone Dinshaw, Issue 10, Traveling Art, May 2012
Yog Raj Chitrakar walks the length of Mumbai, from North to South and back. He walks for two days, carrying charcoal and canvas, perforating the ever-shifting membrane between art and life with every step.

Transgressing The Icon.


By Shaheen Ahmed, Issue 10, Traveling Art, May 2012
Imagine the big suitcase, or now in the age of globalized commodities, Louis Vuitton trunks, packed and placed on a road, as they portray travel in the glossies and the billboards, and voila!

The (un)Pretentious Basterds.


By Ravisha Mall, Issue 7, Text Art, April 2012
These Basterds are unapologetic. To quote 'An Introduction': “that would be perspective and THIS is propaganda”.

Watching you watching me.


By Avni Doshi
To be alone is generally to have the finger of ridicule pointed at you. To be floating adrift like an island without anchor often means the eyes of conquistadors are upon you.

Of Drawings, Spaces and Machines.


By Oindrilla Maity
The artist plays with this natural instinct. He lures, controls, guides. He dodges, seduces, tricks and transforms ‘realization’. He allows negatives areas to become part of his subjects. He imagines beyond



Illusion: Seeing Beyond Seeing
Meaning: In Search of Significance.
Melody: A Different Tune
Rhythm: Ordering Time

Dhrupadi Ghosh is an old friend of mine. We have often had long sessions of adda late at night, discussing her dream projects since her college days at Santiniketan, where she majored in Sculpture.