Mat

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🧑 artist 📷 photographer 🐶 pet lover 📍 bangalore/kochi 🧠 living with a brain disorder 🖼️ exhibited at the artcrush gallery (brussels), artverse gallery (paris), and the bangalore international centre 🔗 linktr.ee/MatNova

There is a specific softness to a Sunday in Bangalore in February. It’s found in the way the sun filters through the bougainvillea, casting shifting shadows and turning a quiet moment on the grass into a memory. In this frame, Disha sits at the intersection of nature and light, decorated in silver and draped in the garden city’s favorite pink blooms. Shot on Nikon Z50 using a 40mm f2.0 prime lens
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment that someone I know made my pain less unbearable, the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is made to look like a piece of paper you might find in a child's notebook shot on a pixel 6a
an ai generated animation of a bird that is made out of the venezuelan flag with an origami structure
a serene and intimate portrait, reclining softy her gaze gently meets the camera with an expression of quiet contemplation, shards of sunlight filter through an unseen window cutting across her face and the fabric of the sofa in a delicate play of light and shadow, edited in post to look like vintage film giving the impression of a faded memory captured in time shot on a pixel 7
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment that i had to lose someone i love to become the person i am today, perhaps a friend or a loved one or my inner child, the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is designed to look like a page you might find in a child's notebook shot on a pixel 6a
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express that i wish well towards someone who i did not part with on the best of terms, the piece is designed to look like a folded page in a notebook, the string implies a connection
a heartfelt articulation of the experience of mental illness and psychosis, expressed in the delicate touch of a hand, holding roses as a symbol of resilience and the power of sharing
'finding my way to you' is an exploration of editing techniques and expression of my appreciation of a friend's influence on my artistic evolution. It is a photograph of the moon taken by phone, digitally manipulated to give the look of a note you might find in a child's notebook. The string implies a connection.
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment that someone I know made my pain less unbearable, the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is made to look like a piece of paper you might find in a child's notebook shot on a pixel 6a
'you stole my heart, i stole you art' is a reiteration of my exploration of editing techniques. It is a photograph of the moon taken by phone, digitally manipulated to give the look of a note you might find in a child's notebook. The string implies a connection.
a continuation of my exploration of editing techniques and perhaps an expression of my inner turmoil. It is a photograph of the moon taken by phone, digitally manipulated to give the look of a page you might find in a child's notebook. The string implies a connection.
the piece is a photograph of the moon edited in post to express regret and a request for forgiveness for not becoming the man I was supposed to be and coming to terms with that; it represents the struggles and tribulations one goes through from childhood to adulthood represented by the worn out and folded look of the artwork, something you might find in an old notebook where the hopes of a better future were also written down; the person being asked for forgiveness from will remain anonymous
"i never forgot your empathy" is a collaboration between scott and i; the artwork is an ode to a friend of scott's called matthew cook who became close to him in their early years from childhood and then through uni, however due to circumstances of life matthew is no longer with us and passed away due to osteosarcoma in 2010 the photograph is a picture of the sunrise taken by scott in the same year on a bridge on whitemud freeway, quesnell bridge, edmonton, alberta, canada the artwork is designed to look like a folded piece of paper from a notebook, the string implies a connection
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment that i wasn't strong enough for someone i cared about, the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is made to look like a piece of paper you might find in a child's notebook shot on a pixel 6a
a serene and intimate portrait, reclining softy her gaze gently meets the camera with an expression of quiet contemplation, shards of sunlight filter through an unseen window cutting across her face and the fabric of the sofa in a delicate play of light and shadow, edited in post to look like vintage film giving the impression of a faded memory captured in time shot on a pixel 7
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express that i rearranged my pervasive and turbulent emotions to allow someone special to take up space in my heart; the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is designed to look like a folded page you might find in a child's notebook; the string implies a connection between the art and the viewer included in this description is a poem by my friend navya who graciously allowed me to include it in the description of this work Blunt Edges: I speak in lines, not circles spun, No sugar-coating on my tongue. Sharp and honest, clear and true, Yet somehow, that's too much for you. You twist my words, reshape my tone, Make me a villain on your throne. Convenience writes the tale you tell- It's easier to cast me as hell. Too blunt to soften, too raw to feign, A mirror held, yet I take the blame. watch them flinch, retreat, disown, For truth is heavy when it's shown. I will not bend, I will not break, For honesty's a risk I take. Misunderstood, alone, yet free- I'd rather be real than liked falsely.
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment that I don't know someone enough to love them, the background is a dark blue with the words written on the top left and bottom right with the moon in the centre and a cloud at the top right and a tree with two birds on the bottoms left, the artwork is designed to look like an aged paper that's been folded in a child's notebook
a portrait of me with a military cut and bandages on my head, my hands are together as such 🙏🏼 and i stare directly and stoically into the camera during the morning light
a puppy, held in the arms of his potential adopter, looks curiously at the camera lens as I approach, the photo is shot looking up, the puppy is looking down at the camera with curiosity in his expression
a photograph of a shoe cobbler in the indian state of kerala; he has begun work on a pair of shoes, a dying profession as we move to a time where we replace broken things instead of fixing them
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express the sentiment of well wishes to someone i parted ways with not on the best terms as represented by the words "i wish you well even now", written on the top left and continues in the bottom right of the artwork, it is designed to look like a folded page in a notebook with a strong that goes across the words and the moon signifying a connection between the artist and the viewer, there are tree branches framing the bottom of the artwork; the artwork is in black and white.
a long exposure photograph of a man shaving meat off a skewer at a shawarma shop, the long exposure makes it look like a painting
a young man sits by the valet parking spot in front of an advertisement for a hair salon
a photograph of the sky with tree branches around the edges manipulated in post with stars and the moon added as well as a shadow of me with two bright stars for eyes accompanying poem: it was a cold evening we met at a friend's farmhouse you wanted to go to the river, just us two i was tempted but i knew that the water would sweep us away so i insisted we stay and enjoy the view of the starry night sky a devious cue to make you mine for this moment in time
a drawing of a woman's eye with distinctly thick eyelashes
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post with added clouds and birds and the words "i rearranged my heart to fit you in it" with a string added from the top and bottom linking the words and looping around the moon, implying a connection
a cat walking by on the street
a self portrait of me with my camera taken using the glass reflection of a watch shop
this piece is a collaboration between eleonora and i, the piece is called "eyes closed because you can't look at what you're leaving behind" because for me it feels like I am growing older and i see parts of my past leaving me which scares me and I avoid looking and reminiscing about it, eleonora says: "there is nothing ahead of me, except the crumbs you left. there is nothing ahead of you, except the phantom kisses you accepted. neither of us can look at it." the piece uses my mixed media style of working with a picture of the moon, this one shot and edited by eleonora, it is designed to look like a folded page in a notebook, the string implies a connection
a photograph of the sky manipulated in post to express the sentiment that i aspire to be what someone saw in me; the artwork is designed to look like a folded and used page you might find in a child's notebook except with animated text; the string implies a connection between the art and the viewer and me.
a photograph of the moon manipulated in post to express that i rearranged my pervasive and turbulent emotions to allow someone special to take up space in my heart; the person will remain anonymous, the artwork is designed to look like a folded page you might find in a child's notebook; the string implies a connection between the art and the viewer included in this description is a poem by my friend navya who graciously allowed me to include it in the description of this work Blunt Edges: I speak in lines, not circles spun, No sugar-coating on my tongue. Sharp and honest, clear and true, Yet somehow, that's too much for you. You twist my words, reshape my tone, Make me a villain on your throne. Convenience writes the tale you tell- It's easier to cast me as hell. Too blunt to soften, too raw to feign, A mirror held, yet I take the blame. watch them flinch, retreat, disown, For truth is heavy when it's shown. I will not bend, I will not break, For honesty's a risk I take. Misunderstood, alone, yet free- I'd rather be real than liked falsely.
a women sells groundnuts on the street
4 men lie in the back of a truck amongst some cargo, one of them spots me and points at me with a smile as i take a photo
a photograph of the moon with a building on the bottom right, manipulated in post with the words "i was too afraid to tell you that you mean the world to me" and a string going through them and around the moon, the string implies a connection
a dog sleeping on the sidewalk wakes up as I take a picture of his face
a brown and white cat sits in a loaf position on the ground
a dog lying on a pavement wakes up as I take a picture of his sleepy face
a photograph of the moon glowing below a tall palm tree with the words "would you love someone who might lose their mind?" written on the artwork with a strong passing through the words and around the moon, the artwork is designed to look like a folded page in a notebook
a girl holds up a sign "artists for free palestine" with a watermelon motif
a shadow of my hand against a wall lit up by sunlight