Mother

The work stages an intimate procession of women in vivid saris beneath an enlarged, spectral silhouette—an absent presence whose patterned interior feels like memory made architectural. Against the cool, washed ground, the gold filigree and mosaic-like blocks operate as both ornament and fracture, suggesting culture as something simultaneously inherited and pieced back together. Above them, the raised, graphite-rendered hands hover like a silent benediction or plea, turning the composition into a dialogue between the grounded dignity of lived bodies and the looming pressures of history, faith, and authority.