(‘The Joy of Being Alive’, oil on canvas, 3 feet by 4 feet. One of the paintings from my first ever exhibition)
When at an exhibition, take two rounds.
The first is where I leave you alone with my art. You are free to look, experience, feel, judge, like, love, hate – whatever you want.
The second round, you take with me. I tell you what I felt while creating a piece, what I want to convey, as best as I can put into words what can’t be put into words.
You tell me what you see, what you feel. Often, you tell me bits and pieces of your own story.
And in retrospect, an exhibition hardly is about the feedback you received, how many people liked your work, or how many paintings got sold. It’s about the stories, the little conversations we had.
The magical moments that got created within the entire space and context of a gallery.
How you inspired me, and how I inspired you.
And how we all went back home, a little more enriched.