Yatra

A procession of faceless figures advances in rhythmic unison, their bodies assembled from tessellated planes that turn everyday movement into a kind of ceremonial geometry. Warm saffron and ochre fields hold a ghosted skyline of temple-like silhouettes, suggesting memory and heritage as a luminous backdrop against which the present steps forward. The diagonals of shawls, instruments, and bent heads create a quiet counterpoint between devotion and labor—music not as performance, but as breath, as tether, as belonging. In the absence of individual features, identity becomes collective: a shared cadence of tradition carried through color, pattern, and measured space.