I went to see the space which was officially allotted to me at the gallery espace. The gallery has two levels, as we went down they showed me a space which was facing the stairway… it was somewhat like my college space except I felt that the height was chopped off. Suddenly I felt like I had come underground and that the roots had penetrated into the skin of the level above. As I went digging into the ground or the space, I came across this niche under the stairway. Yup, this was the ideal and most unexposed corner, just right for dumping, for insect homes, for the unwanted….this image or the experience stayed on with me even days after I got back to baroda… now that I can use the space, I am too excited ……

This reminds me in a way of the sticky corner at my residence above the stove - or the sticky uncleaned walls behind the stove which my cook is never able to see - or rather the stove buttons and the crevice beneath which has layers of sticky substance over it for long, till I realize it’s time to
clean….

Rubberbands have been lying for years in one of my cabinets at home. The weather has done a good make over for them. It’s this new greasy look. They begin to look like these worms in my underground cell. The decay of the mundane…ah , I mean the decay of the unwanted…

The hopeless corners and the useless things….