1500 sq. ft.
A house which has been built over 10 years and where I am not a part of that house physically creates a feeling of dissociation and alienation. Visiting my home town is very rare for me maybe because of my educational life, professional life or something else. Also, the memories of the past and looking at the present shows how time can play and modify everything. But within this time period, a lot of things have changed and watching the transformation of my family ignited me performing this project. My sister who the youngest member of the family, my father who is the earning member and mother who is the house-wife are spaced well in a transformed environment. Certain disturbing conditions where my grandmother passed away also altered the normal episodes of my family. With these alterations looking at my past memories and the present where I started juxtaposing both the things and playing with them to bring out the emotions attached to it. Placing old photographs in a certain way and at a specific location inside the periphery of the house makes the photomontage more lively and shimmering.
Mother
With the passage of time, I could not realize when my mother Sukanti Behera has grown old also suffering from different types of illness paying less or no attention to herself which makes me really sad. The sad and sudden demise of my grandmother has broken her and undergoing severe pain. Even after all these happenings a sense of pain could be hardly seen on her face maybe because to sensitize other members of the family that she is fine and she could all take it herself. Lots of things have drastically changed in the present when looking at the past. Nothing is the same anymore when looking at the spaces, the objects, the house. Everything really changes the way it used to be with the time.
Sister
Watching my sister Sanghamitra from her birth till date made me realize how fast she has grown up. Being the smallest member of the family she is the most adorable person in the house. Sticking to her mother all the time, small fight with my father and with me create small and special moments. A mature lady who is capable enough to understand the pain of her mother and lends her hand in all the household activities to make my mother feel comfortable. Looking at herself and the future she counts on time about the things that are on her path.
Father
Holding the hand of my father Rajan Behera and each other we the four of us have come a long way. Not only in terms of materialistic thing but also the love and affection that he has provided towards the family keeps us holding together. A person with simple thoughts and simple living, not only working outside the house, spending time with family and all other things which he executes so patiently. He is waiting for the moment when he is going to retire from his work after working for day and night. The office workloads that he was carrying on his shoulder will now happily dump and spend the remaining time with the family. Seriously how things change with a blink of an eye. And remembering the past and living through the memories triggers and make those moments more lively.
