1969³ over centuries, weathered lifetimes,over fallen fronds and curled spinesyearnings and dreamsinterlocked behind stone walls, deep......

Molten fires on veiny palms, raging within this burning body.Allow a few more tides, springs to......

i.And here,through glass panes,platters of silvertrimmed cloudson tails of the westerliesspin like salsa dancers,sashaying their hips,nimble......

For anyone familiar with Bharti Kher’s oeuvre, this work comes as a surprise. They sit there—eyes......

A man; a woman:clods of dirt on the sill oftime. How we spend sighs, the coin......

Poor soul.Bless her soul.Soul-mates.Chicken-soup for the soul.S.O.S. How easily we say “soul”. It was a soul-stirring......

“Akhila is sitting on a bench by the sea. She will sit here till the streetlights......

Grant her the chanceto purse her lipsat soy milk in coffeeand religion in politicsand those who......

Her I first met her at the hospital–she had gone there to get medicines, and so......

Visual conventions in art have a significant impact on how we perceive and communicate knowledge and......