

This assemblage reads like a shrine built from the city’s discarded syllables—shop signs, street names, and worn fragments sutured into a single devotional field—where commerce and faith share the same weathered surface. A monumental deity anchors the left side, its layered, semi-transparent body hovering between print and object, while the surrounding talismanic figures (Ganesha, a Buddha-like head, folk carvings and tools) punctuate the space as quiet witnesses to everyday ritual. The warm, scuffed wood ground acts as both stage and memory, allowing light to skim across textures and imply time’s abrasion as an aesthetic principle. What emerges is a meditation on urban spirituality: the sacred not as escape from the street, but as something continually rebuilt from its remnants.







