I STARTED to read Teju Cole with great reluctance, knowing he may rekindle a feared tendency in me: Getting bogged down in the convoluted thinking of others. Surprisingly however, the premises of his
IN 1989 I completed a series of nine pencil drawings, accompanied by 10 sets of draft verses, and called them The Refugee Child. They are about the aftermath of a battle during the
WHEN Stephen Menon asked me if I wanted to take part in “The Truth Untold” (read here and here), an exhibition featuring Tamil calligraphy, I jumped at the opportunity. It would be a
OCTOBER 21, 2023, was special to me. I had used it as an overall absolute deadline to complete many pieces of work for Penang Free School. Many of the projects were, of course,
I HAVE NOT started in earnest to sell what I have produced; I am still figuring out what this art ecosystem is all about; its stakeholders, and their roles and interests – as lover