Texts: Ina Puri
“The living rooms and boudoirs, ostentatious and with pretensions of grandness, are empty of life. The frames on the walls are framed around blank nothingness—as if in testimony to modern living where consumerists becomes all—important and commodification a way of life. As a citizen of the fast-paced city, the artists seems to lament the slow death of nature. Birds have flown away and plants/trees are in the process of perishing. Nature has lost its relevance, and its place, consumerism rules. M. Pravat grapples with this sense of loss in his metro-sexual urban existence.”
(excerpt from the catalogue essay, In Depth: Works of M. Pravat, by Ina Puri)