There is so much that is hidden beneath the surface of the everyday, between the lines that divide the real from the perceived. These undulating waves trap between them detail and intensity, foliage and petals, shell striations and grains of sand. Wide blending to narrow, narrow blending to wide, encapsulated and yet free, the myriad patterns and rhythms of our ordinary existence move, grow and change with every passing moment in time.

Mandira Ravindranath
November 2014