Cupping my hands to grasp the brass Bijni, the gesture it evokes has significance across cultures. The seed-holder demands openness when carried. Objects from the past come with a weight, and contained within, are stories and sounds. Functional usage apart, the objects speak to materiality, technology, design and history. There’s magic in its ability to transport and stabilize at the same time.
At school, we were made to draw patterns. Then mirror them, flip them and paint them. Unfazed by the consequences, some of us children scribbled instead. Play, not patterns, brought joy. The set of teapots embodies that spirit of play. The peculiarity of the finial, handles, cover and spout, and lines carved onto the body display vivacious rhythms.
The Meandering Plate
Tactile incisions on the tray indicate a sense of flow. Running my fingers along, certain impressions occur: a plough combing the soil; nerves snaking inside a body, tree-sap compressed between lenticels; a hand smearing red clay onto mud walls; bundled wires connecting computing systems. A hint of blue becomes a window offering glimpses to the familiar.
You’re in the water. The ocean envelops your sinking body. A slow blow out your nose, your ears pop, eyes widen. You surrender to the substance. In the light streaming through, the ocean bed is teeming with flora and marine creatures, of slender curves and crusty shells. This bulbous vase assumes the appearance of those submerged marvels, surfacing to hold flowers to the sun.