Let's admit it. We all feel strongly about religion, in both, our acceptance and denial of it. It becomes part of us, willingly, or otherwise. We find ourselves changing the way we dress and eat, but like the unmistakable scent of jasmine oil making its way to your nostrils in a local train compartment, religion shows up every now and then. Like the cloud of dust and smoke which pervades our city air, we find ourselves surrounded by religion. We take it in with our senses, sometimes deliberate, but mostly passive. In the chaos and cacophony of our everyday lives, religion continues to play peek-a-boo. Whether a dainty rosary hidden beneath a Zara shirt, an ‘Om’ under a grungy wristband or a Kusti around a pair of ripped jeans – religion peeps every now and then, only just to get noticed, and then blend into the medley of faith and beliefs that our society is.
In this series of artwork called 'Religious Peeps' I've tried to depict the unpredictability of people in India, especially when it comes down to their religion or beliefs. People are perfectly secular and joyous on the face of it, but there are things hidden within them, that at the slightest of provocation, can wreck havoc.
In this series of artwork called 'Religious Peeps' I've tried to depict the unpredictability of people in India, especially when it comes down to their religion or beliefs. People are perfectly secular and joyous on the face of it, but there are things hidden within them, that at the slightest of provocation, can wreck havoc.