
Painting as a form of listening — to instruments that are almost lost, to music the body remembers before the mind.


A few years ago I came across the Kinnera, an ancient Indian string instrument most people have never heard of. What began as small curiosity became a journey into tribal culture, history, music and storytelling — and one of the most fascinating discoveries in my research as an artist.
Read the full note →Before the brush, there is a long quiet. A short reflection on waiting, and on what the makers of the Kinnera taught me about listening to material before cutting into it.
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