My Mother’s Sari

The sari Mother wears everyday is sometimes a train, sometimes a river or a swing or a hiding place… Children have a way of seeing things differently! the pictures too break away from conventional depictions of both sari and children, combining photographs and acrylic in dramatic, original ways. The spare text weaves and winds between this visual interplay of children, colours and textures, to create the mood-filled world of My Mother’s Sari.