DEBADYUTI SAHA
DEBADYUTI SAHA
ABOUT SELLER
It seems all lost memoir gather a heap of provocation towards sunlight,a light for survival of all nude lifelessness. States of all authoritarian global ruler of technological structure find me walking towards urban desertification. My paths, strokes, evidence of my nuclear window of happiness, all pursuit of materials and ego of hegemonic slavery of a colonial past of the spices. A life of changing color with formless desires, my shadow lost in sinful light which have surprise but native less root of relative time. But with changing time, beliefs and consequences have committed genetic code towards our soul. A civilization of Vedas, the way of living in a different forms emphasize communal harmony like giving wings to the horizon of immortality. So the visual sense to me is a door of spiritual attainment from the prospective of observation recollecting the momentary colours, texturising events an