About Krisranga

Discover the world of modern digital art by a passionate artist from Bangalore.

ACCIDENTAL ART

When the first painting happened it was quite unexpected, since, the effort was to write something. The backdrop was marred by the confusion and uncertainty that was created by Covid, an undefinable monstrosity that pushed and teased and undermined the so-called brilliant creature the MAN.

There appeared to be a mental or some other kind of block, undefined, that accidentally lead to playing on an app that supported drawing, sketching or painting. Thus came the first Picassoish lines, and named COVIDIAN, that gave a new identity for the poor MAN. Don’t get ever confused that to be CUBIST.

Then came the fear and loneliness, and confinement. You could breathe only by closing your mouth and nose that changed the thinking of concept of free oxygen. It lead to THE IDIOT, and THE QUARATINE, that depict perhaps the state of mind, and the fear of death by unknown cause, without any known remedial tools or medication.

Treatments, Conjectures, Vaccines started creating dusty headlines, with scientists blaming everything under the Sun including China, while the Chinese went about their business as usual with French and American collaborators that built their labs. WUHAN became a household name and WUHAN EFFECT IN 2 FORMS took shape. One looks like a DOODLE and the other some kind of vague painting.

Then started the fight and battle for vaccines. There were doubts about efficacy, fights about royalty, guarantees and the humans settled down with some unclear relief that they have won the war, when all battles were being lost. Thus came VAXOLOGY, followed by HUNTING FOR O2, and OXYGEN TREE. Hunting for oxygen became a fight, oxygen everywhere but not a puff to inhale. OXYGEN TREE in the mind became a symbol of kneeling before nature. Nature was kind though.

There was spurt in possible remedies, countries vied with each other to get their share, WHO presiding over messed up policies and greed that was universal. India claimed being a saint from the forest and sent some supplies and danced around a high moral plane. Whoof! The DRUGS SCRAMBLE appeared!

Quarantine was lifted after prolonged debates and several deaths, and imported oxygen was administered in poorly built hospitals. The situation was deftly handled by COVID WARRIORS who didn’t mind losing their own lives, in act of bravery and selfless dedication.

Then there was this huge migration, return of the natives, who walked back to their homes where they were born in desperation of the kind not seen carrying emptied water bottles, their sick and falling mothers, children. They were disowned by the provinces they worked and those where they were born. They walked miles and miles in desperation and reached their homes and found the same emptiness from which they had sought to run away. Thus, came THE MIGRANT ITINERARY.

In sum, Covid changed the mind and produced some art, that was never in the veins or the genes.