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In one of my recent conversations with an artist working on issues of home and belonging, I came across interesting metaphors of identity and place. According to her, the home is a mental phenomenon and memory is the address. It set me thinking on my own experiences of leaving home - Shillong - about 17 years back. Living with this sense of a 'remembered Shillong' with memories of a childhood that had a kind of magical realism, home is indeed a mental phenomenon, tied with feelings of fixation and loss.
When I visited Shillong recently, I walked its roads as if I never left the place, weaving in and around its narrow lanes, speaking to the pine-laden air and the cerulean blue skies. I waited to hear the sound of rain on the red sloping tin roofs and snuggled into...Read more...
More about Amrita Gupta Singh
Amrita Gupta Singh is an art historian and writer with an interest in arts management. Born and brought up in Shillong, she studied Applied Arts and Art History in Kolkata and Santiniketan after completing her BA from NEHU. She was a Visiting Lecturer at the JJ School of Arts, Mumbai (2003) and Fellow, ArthinkSouthAsia (2010-11). Currently, she is the Programme Director at the Mohile Parikh Center, Mumbai, and writes on modern and contemporary Indian art.
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