Whenever starvation pangs come knocking, Chennai-based artist Kumaresan Selvaraj arms himself with two utensils and heads to his favorite meals joints. He packs his meals not in plastic containers however within the bowls he’s introduced with him. It comes as no shock then to see how this environmentally acutely aware artist finds enjoyment of making his artworks with paper sourced from waste paper markets. Take as an example, his sequence Number of Layers on My Surface, the place hundreds of vibrant papers stacked collectively, have been sliced into two massive round discs, very like two co-joined planets.
Selvaraj makes use of parts of invitation playing cards which are discarded, which find yourself in waste paper markets. It helps him purchase paper low-cost for his vibrant sculptural artworks. Bearing satirical overtones by way of such easy types and harnessing a novel visible vocabulary, over 30 works by Selvaraj discover their method into the present titled “Lines of Sight”, at Delhi’s Exhibit 320 gallery. The title attracts inspiration from his childhood reminiscences. “From happy ones to not so happy ones, that are present in my conscious and subconscious mind, ” says 36-year-old Selvaraj.
In One Above the Other, two tall pillars, carved from wooden, iron, brass and hundreds of sheets of paper pasted collectively, reveal how vital reminiscence is for a person, very like the muse poles of a constructing. “Memories remind me of how I didn’t enjoy an activity in college, which I have grown fond of now. As a child, I didn’t want to go to school and mostly wanted to stay at home. On the contrary, I just want to keep roaming outside or travelling now, as compared to staying indoors. I can’t simply enjoy at home,” says Selvaraj, who’s armed with a fantastic arts diploma from Government College of Fine Arts, Chennai, and has held solos like “Visible-Invisible” at Gallery Veda, Chennai, up to now.
Containers has three rusted iron packing containers pasted on one other wall, with some components open in a single and a few shut in one other, to attract a comparability to our sensory organs. “There are times we shut certain senses, like the eyes if we do not wish to see something or the ears if we do not wish to hear, or even our mouth if one doesn’t wish to speak,” says Selvaraj.
An elaborate wall set up as a part of his sequence Number of Layers on My Surface has clusters of paper, damaged into fragments and pointing in a selected course, in autumn hues of brown and yellow. Selvaraj hints on the course everyone seems to be heading in the direction of, the place the journey turns into extra vital than the ultimate vacation spot. “In our everyday life, we seem to be going towards a destination. We do not know about that place yet we are on our path. Human beings are travelling all the time.”
The exhibition is at F-320, Old MB Road, Lado Sarai, until September 12.