How does everything emerge from nothing

When colours evolve a presence without seeming to, when images that are abstract draw you into their truth and evoke a sense of wonder and calm, you know you are in the presence of an artist. Art is underrated in its importance as a harbinger of change. Revati Sharma Singh challenges the established platitudes of the cosmetic, decorative art, without seeming to do so. She elevates it to the cosmic.

Being from nothingness became

Thousands of strokes of a brush, layer upon layer, contrasting, complimenting, fighting for space, coexisting in harmony to create a story... the stories we tell ourselves and the stories we tell others. The longest journey we will ever undertake is the one to find ourselves ... my quest 

Becoming what one is : A soujourn

Title : Running on Faith
Medium : Fibre Glass statues on metal & wood cycle rickshaw
Size Poor man: Height : 5 feet, Width : 2.2 feet/ Size Rich man : Height : 4 feet, Width : 2.5 feet/ Size cycle rickshaw: Height : 5 feet, Width : 3.5 feet, Length : 6 feet
Installation Artist : Revati Sharma Singh
Curator : Tanya Baxter Contemporary
Year : 2011


RUNNING ON FAITH

India - a medley of infinite millionaires, billionaires and scores of ignored inhabitants. A place where excesses of Wealth, Dominance and Avarice are cohorts of the rich and Anguish, Desolation, and Obscurity journey with the poor.

A bright red cycle rickshaw. 
To the fore, a man pulling the rickshaw, suffering and bent under the strain of a poverty stricken life. 

Running on Faith

Layers between layers. 
We all choose our own realities...

Multiple Realities

Abundance


Title : Urban Landcapes
Size : 100 canvases of 4'' by 4'' each
Medium : Acrylic and Oli on Canvas
Year : 2010 - 2011

365 days in Mumbai

The inherent rigidity of urban spaces; 
Of palatial houses and hutments jostling for space...
Of hope and helplessness
Of over crowded lives & bleak hollow emptiness
Of quiet, serene moments & loud, vibrant sounds

Of Bollywood glamour and abject poverty
Of collapsing relationships & fairy tale endings
Of an eroding social fabric & passionate uprisings
Of empty promises & undying faith
Of a kaleidoscope of color and blue plastic sheets covering the huts
Of its noisy streets and the gentle lull of the sea breeze
Of explosions of vibrant color and dull dreary buildings
Of unchecked, u