Prashant Verma Spring Summer 2016
To allow yourself to be vulnerable and open to everything that comes your way in life. To allow the changes, to accept the winding road, to not think but be and to let our guardsdown, live, and breathe freely. To allow yourself to be vulnerable and to live without shunning out the unprecedented in life are the highest forms of courage.
“At the end of my last show in 2010, I remember telling someone that I’d exhausted all of my life experience into my work and that I needed to start anew. Little did I know then, what I had coming my way. Moving across careers, cities, risks, damages, and the books that were yet to be read, the plays waiting to be watched, the teachers that were waiting for the student to arrive. There is so much that life gives you along the way, that half the fun of chasing a dream is the journey itself.”
“It has been a journey of studying the human condition, coming full circle, accepting, observing, all to learn from and to be of service to the sincerity of life. Caring not of the good or bad, right or wrong, but only of the truth and shedding all unnecessary expedients that we have built, which come in our way of being human, and being alive,” said Prashant.
“Metaphors 2011/2014” is a show about time, experiences, ageing, nostalgia, vulnerability and love.
A cleaner, condensed, synthesized approach – softer than before, lighter in feel and in memory. Swifter both in the product and the process, the artwork is developed from photographs taken Prashant across the last five years in New York – his apartments, audition rooms, train stations inhabited poets and homeless figures, garbage bags, marque lights across the theatres that were dimmed on the passing of Elaine Stritch and everything temporary that comes and goes but if we slow down and look deeper into them, one could find a whole lifetime of stories.
The ease in the making of the artwork, instead of hours engineering Photoshop, the credentials were created this time with ease and spirited speed, almost documentarily on an iPhone and then rendered through filters on Instagram. The subjects of these images are the metaphors. We are made of our memories.
A nostalgic softness added to an otherwise harder silhouette.
Tailored yet breathable, intense yet free.