Ariba

The death of a parent shatters you but at the same time, it makes you stronger. To keep our relationship intact with the people we have lost, we tend to cling to things, spaces, their origin, and their objects also serve to define the everyday lives of which they were a part. This state of bereavement is communicated through personal belongings that hold deep meaning and significance. Such objects elicit deliberate or involuntary memories of a place, a culture, a relationship, or events of the past. While it depicts memories of places that once had laughter echoing it also holds memories of cries and last goodbyes.
This body of work celebrates cherished memories and lost moments evoked by things and spaces from the past. Belongings of a loved one, a dried rose, motia phool, or a gajra, and the broken tiles have also been an essential element of the work; They have a unique sense of storytelling, depicting how time elapsed but the emotional connotations attached to some objects and spaces remain forever. In essence, my work is about personal loss, grief, and time which I have attempted to show by documenting objects in different ways which resonate with the language of nostalgia