Where square footage is the measure used for a commodity space called ‘home’. I am critiquing and looking rhythmically at our environment, at our new age which is driven by the dogmas of growth and development. I use found images from daily newspapers, magazines and scenes from my current environment in these paintings.

My observation is that something is not rotten in the state but in the viscera of civil society and in our system. I am questioning the notion of progress with the stubborn opposition and stance of a protester.

The re-imagining of the boxed structure, vitreous facade, gleaming metal, vacant building, empty warehouse, ageing land and wave-less sea is tinged with the regret and loss of a living space – a zone where a smoking chimney meant industrial activity and high technological spirit rather than economic re-haul, refurbishment, expansion and anarchic development.