Shraddah Image and object

There is a famous saying in Hindi which is ‘Where even ‘ravi’ (the Sun) cannot reach, there will go a ‘kavi’ (poet.)’ But many sages say, ‘Where even a ‘kavi’ (poet) cannot reach there will go an ‘anubhavi’ (experiencer.)’

This image is the personification of THAT. Dark, light, the sun, moon, stars, dimensions, triangles, bodies, flux, motion, Saturn and the Unknown. After delving into the research of the 5 elements, Panchatattva. I realized there is such a deep history inside my body. Every cell, and its nucleus contains stories, information, jokes and remarks about time immemorial.

I want to remember, like somewhere how that feeling has been stuck that I was a disappointment when I came out. A fourth child, a burden on my parents, an additional human in society and the worst part – a girl child, not a boy. How sad it made everybody, and how I have hung on to those ruthless remarks about my existence.

If that’s possible, then what about the light? What about the fact, that I can go back to the Dadaist days, and remember what it was like to stitch clothes for Joan Miro, those passing days of strolling on the beaches of Spain, the world wars, the bunkers, the discoveries, the concentration camps and helping those children escape from Nazi regime. Yes, I can remember sometimes.

Deep time, like the first time I saw movable type reproduced on a paper. When I looked up at the sky and saw Saturn, it’s the same planet, just a different eon, and another body. It still caries memory of the anthropocentric measure. Sun-Ra has taught me that.