Reflections of a son

One of his sub-shows titled The Heart,exhibits a collection of 15 paintings and ten charcoal drawings. “They are the nostalgic reflection of my years spent in Mumbai of the Seventies,and my childhood in Gujarat,” shares Owais. His other installation titled The Mind consists of three life-size replicas of Siberian tigers,limestone rocks of Eastern Syrian desert,wood beams and acrylic sheets. While,explaining this installation,Owais shares,“It springs from the thought that the war of the worlds within us is fought,won and lost in our own minds.”

But the artist appears the most thrilled about The Spirit,which is put on display in the basement gallery. “I have been making installation art in my studio,but this is the first time I am putting it on display,” says Owais. He enters the basement and his excitement is evident. “I want the whole area to be darkened,and people should be able to see my art only through a flash light,“ says Owais,as he gives directions to the electricians. On display are seven beds,in the center of the room that is partially lit by red lamps and fairy lights. While a row of nude mannequins facing a blanched wall act as screen for his video projection,the other walls are covered in large posters of Owais’ paintings and poetry.

The 43-year-old reveals that he shares his poems with his father. “We don’t always see eye to eye on many things,but he is interested in my poetry.” He adds that his father does criticise his work. “I hear it from other people. He does not say it on my face,which is good,” he laughs.