Good Morning Mumbai

This sculptural object stages an intimate dialogue between permanence and erasure: a turquoise, fossil-like form—dense with incised markings—rests atop a long, pale trough that reads as both pedestal and silent riverbed. The lighting cleaves the scene into velvety darkness and a soft, mineral glow, making the surface inscriptions feel like half-remembered language suspended between artifact and body. Its horizontal pull slows the gaze into a measured passage of time, as if the work were measuring distance not in space but in memory, where weighty histories settle and gently abrade. The tension between the rough, tactile “relic” and the smooth, austere base suggests a narrative of containment—what is preserved, what is carried forward, and what is allowed to slip away.