Krishna Playing Flute 4

A wide, cerulean face floats like a masked moon above a body built from stitched fragments, where patterned sleeves and an earth-toned skirt read as a collage of memory rather than fabric. The central symmetry suggests an icon, yet the broken seams, scratched ground, and dangling ornaments destabilize the figure into something tenderly repaired—part toy, part guardian, part dream. Color becomes psychology: the cool calm of the head is pierced by a small, red mouth—an insistence of voice—while the darker lower textures carry the weight of landscape and lived time. In this quiet confrontation between innocence and abrasion, the work proposes identity as a handmade construct, held together by ritual, play, and resilience.