A superbly sketched, entwined set of thick, wavy, black branches of a tree on a white background made from charcoal pencil or black drawing pen – move in and you figure it’s a man and a woman embracing, the intensity of the artist while he had been sketching this strikes you and blows away your mind! Two Rajasthani (?) women - one frontal view, one side profile, squatting in a traditionally set room and as you are staring at their colorful dress and the expressions on their faces and at the techniques the artist has so skillfully applied you suddenly figure a third woman somewhere; no, no it is a reflection of the side profile on a mirror she is holding as a glimpse of the eyes staring back - a massive piece in mellow yellows and blues of two friends perhaps. A beautiful woman, her alluring eyes looking at something ahead, a growling tiger its sharp teeth jutting out of the jaws and the ignited ferocity reflecting in the waters beneath, next, next, next – you can’t just stop gap
In my mind is a strange attractor!