Voice Of Colour

I do not have any specific title for this artwork. In the earlier phase, I have begun this artwork with an empty mind, and I gather every concept while playing with the materials. These pieces of artwork look alike to one and another. It is probably because of the similarity in the medium I choose to finish it.  I tried to refuse the academic way of determining the medium. So, I drag my concept away from the canvas and give the sense of canvas by using plywood, plastic, thread, and stone. Plastic is one of the critical challenges in todays’ tidiness of the environment. Despite that, I tangled with plastic in many ways, such as plastic being a central component of shelter while I was in the refugee camp located in Morang, Nepal. The main lesson that plastic teaches me is our knowledge, creation, and positive energy need to be as strong as plastic. So, it cannot decompose quickly. While saying that, I wrapped plastic many times in that plywood- in many layers as similar as life gets wrapped in many different variations. My childhood memories push me more to melt the plastic and hold stone as bold memories that I kept in my heart. For example, I used to create a firelight on the stove by softening the plastic. So, I tried the metaphor of my melting feeling as melting plastic. There are so many other incidents that make me closer to plastic. When I was in my primary grades, my friends and I created a burnfire in the dumping yard to get some heat while returning home from school. Those memories always push me to realize my childhood is entangled in this artwork.