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    I believe I have let myself go with this set of photographs. It was time spent by myself to try and lodge my mind into a creative space. The feel… Read More
    I believe I have let myself go with this set of photographs. It was time spent by myself to try and lodge my mind into a creative space. The feelings of loneliness and rejection were perhaps latently captured in these pictures. But in the end, this set is a product of a mind, preoccupied as it may be, attempting to break free. Read Less
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This is the moon. Life on its surface feels remote - oblivion is in ruling. Here one’s self-image is still taking shape, much like the atmosphere itself. In this world everyone feels alien to each other. They have felt the fabric of intimacy before; it now exists as unattainable nostalgia. There is an eternal struggle to become aware, to be mindful and go beyond recognising the pattern. An optimistic bliss.

In the past few years I have been back and forth with myself. Changing with situations but somehow always returning to the same self.

The close company of people makes me realise the kind of person that I once was and now am. I was comfortable being by myself, a convenience I had learnt. This had made me feel that everyone around me understood each other easily, and I often felt alienated in such situations. I felt like I've never been able to comprehend this sphere of existence, as if the world works as a mathematical formal that I never understood in school. 

It was time spent by myself to try and lodge my mind into a creative space. The feelings of loneliness and rejection were perhaps latently captured in these pictures. But in the end, this set is a product of a mind, preoccupied as it may be, attempting to break free.

-- Madhusudan Atri