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	<title>India K Photography and Art</title>
	<link>http://cargocollective.com</link>
	<description>India K Photography and Art</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2012 00:05:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>RED RUM</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/RED-RUM</link>

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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2012 00:05:08 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>color intervention / installation / party / performance piece in bennington, vt
red plastic table cloths, red lightbults, red streamers, projector, and drinks
 collaboration with jane burns
2011

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What are the reactions to being intensely subjected to one color? How does the human mind react to a constant bombardment of one shade or hue? And how do we act towards others as a result?

Most importantly, how much alcohol will we go through?

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		<excerpt>color intervention / installation / party / performance piece in bennington, vt red plastic table cloths, red lightbults, red streamers, projector, and drinks ...</excerpt>

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		<title>Drawings</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Drawings</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Drawings</comments>

		<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2012 16:16:34 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings001.jpg" width="670" height="488" width_o="2048" height_o="1492" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings001_o.jpg" data-mid="1336019"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Communist Steak, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings002.jpg" width="670" height="919" width_o="2048" height_o="2810" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings002_o.jpg" data-mid="1336020"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
My Name Is Stupid, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings006.jpg" width="670" height="488" width_o="2048" height_o="1492" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings006_o.jpg" data-mid="1336021"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
This is how I drew when I was five, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings010.jpg" width="670" height="439" width_o="2048" height_o="1343" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings010_o.jpg" data-mid="1336025"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Dead Bird, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings007.jpg" width="670" height="488" width_o="2048" height_o="1492" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings007_o.jpg" data-mid="1336028"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Best Friends Forever, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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Apple and Fish Spooning, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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The Tightrope Walker, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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Beef Chart, 2010
pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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High Wires, 2010
pencil, colored pencil, and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings003.jpg" width="670" height="488" width_o="2048" height_o="1492" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings003_o.jpg" data-mid="1336042"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Ham Wants To Ski, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings013.jpg" width="670" height="917" width_o="2048" height_o="2804" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/299798/drawings013_o.jpg" data-mid="1336044"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Elephants Kissing, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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Playing Card, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper

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Dolphin and Cow Playing, 2010
colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper</description>
		
		<excerpt> Communist Steak, 2010 colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper   My Name Is Stupid, 2010 colored pencil and sharpie on watercolor paper   This is how I drew...</excerpt>

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		<title>Shared Landscapes</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Shared-Landscapes</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Shared-Landscapes</comments>

		<pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2012 16:16:19 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>installation piece in san francisco, ca
using black cardboard, string, tree stakes
purchased by bennington college
2012

&#60;img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/version1_860.jpg" width="860" height="573" width_o="2048" height_o="1365" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/version1_o.jpg" data-mid="15991522"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Shared Landscape #1: from Tank Hill / towards Downtown

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&#60;img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/IMG_3758_860.JPG" width="860" height="573" width_o="2048" height_o="1365" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/IMG_3758_o.JPG" data-mid="15991713"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Shared Landscape #2: from Glen Park Canyon / towards Excelsior and Bayview

&#60;img src="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/IMG_3797_860.JPG" width="860" height="572" width_o="2048" height_o="1364" src_o="http://payload41.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/3130068/IMG_3797_o.JPG" data-mid="15991659"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Shared Landscape #3: from Corona Heights / towards Noe Valley

For this piece, I created large signs, using sentences I had written, out of black cardboard and fishing line that I hoped spoke to a nostalgic or longing part of the human heart. I placed them against popular vistas in San Francisco that I knew people would travel to. By placing them in these popular, well known places, I hoped not only that many would see them, but also that it would provoke people to think. I called them Shared Landscapes because all these places are public and I hoped my signs would become part of that shared public experience. The signs stayed up for about three weeks before we began to have heavy rain and I removed them; I wanted to preserve the letters as this is a project I’d like to repeat in different locations.

In the end I was still able to incorporate photography in the documentation of the piece. To view the entire piece effectively required you to stand from a specific vantage point, so that the sky became the background. Using the camera I was able to find this point and frame it. This was an unexpected part of the installation that I enjoyed: that the words needed the landscape to even exist at all.</description>
		
		<excerpt>installation piece in san francisco, ca using black cardboard, string, tree stakes purchased by bennington college 2012   Shared Landscape #1: from Tank Hill /...</excerpt>

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		<title>Souvenir</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Souvenir</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Souvenir</comments>

		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 15:42:12 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">2393860</guid>

		<description>series of silver gelatin prints, 16x20 and 11x16
2012

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/amiraandobject_860.jpg" width="860" height="591" width_o="2048" height_o="1408" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/amiraandobject_o.jpg" data-mid="12044868"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Amira/Seashall

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/ellenandobject_860.jpg" width="860" height="591" width_o="2048" height_o="1408" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/ellenandobject_o.jpg" data-mid="12044946"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Ellen/Necklace

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/rebeccasmall_860.jpg" width="860" height="596" width_o="2048" height_o="1420" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/rebeccasmall_o.jpg" data-mid="12045107"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Rebecca/Pyramid

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/veronicasmall_860.jpg" width="860" height="596" width_o="2048" height_o="1421" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/veronicasmall_o.jpg" data-mid="12045119"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Veronica/Letter

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/samsmall_860.jpg" width="860" height="596" width_o="2048" height_o="1421" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393860/samsmall_o.jpg" data-mid="12045126"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Sam/Flowers

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Greg/Business Card

In the beginning of the Fall of 2011, I enrolled in a course about the concept of Utopia in art and society. I was fascinated by Michel Foucault’s concept of the heterotopia. It exemplified precisely what I believed to be true: that utopia does not need to be a social structure or overall way of life. It can, in fact, be a precise moment in a life when one was particularly happy: a perfect vacation, a day at the beach, an ideal day. Foucault refers to these as heterotopias because they are only experienced by the individual who went through them. However, in my work, I referred to these memories as personal utopias. Because they are so delicate and so rooted in the past, the idea of a “heterotopia” seems almost too harsh a word. 

What fascinated me in these personal utopias were the ways in which the mind distorts the memory to make it idealized. Despite the small things that might have gone wrong, we remember these times as idyllic. Perhaps, even, the mishaps added to the perfection. It was also interesting to me how often an individual will have brought back or saved an object or item from this utopia to remind them of it. The physical manifestation of a moment in said object, the attempt to hold onto the past in a physical form, drove this project and my work surrounding it.

For the project, I first comprised the work in duos: one portrait of the person who has experience a utopia, and one of their hands carefully cupping or holding the object. I wanted to exemplify the delicateness of the objects, to show how much hope is contained in one small thing. I also wanted identities to go with these objects, for them to have faces, so the inclusion of the portraits is important to me. However this tactic seemed to create too much disconnect for the viewer; one could not know all these separate people individually. In the end I photographed the objects merely being held by the people they belonged to. I found the hands spoke volumes, as did the delicate ways in which the objects were being cupped or cradled.

In all, I hope to show that we all attempt to hold onto moments of our past somehow, to make them even more precious and valuable through the objects.
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		<excerpt>series of silver gelatin prints, 16x20 and 11x16 2012   Amira/Seashall   Ellen/Necklace   Rebecca/Pyramid   Veronica/Letter   Sam/Flowers   Greg/Business Card  In...</excerpt>

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		<title>Vienna: City of Ghosts</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Vienna-City-of-Ghosts</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Vienna-City-of-Ghosts</comments>

		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 14:46:52 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">2393694</guid>

		<description>series of untitled digital black and white prints, 16x20
from negatives created with a pinhole camera
2011

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&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393694/vienna005_860.jpg" width="860" height="576" width_o="2048" height_o="1372" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393694/vienna005_o.jpg" data-mid="12043762"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393694/vienna006_860.jpg" width="860" height="566" width_o="2048" height_o="1350" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393694/vienna006_o.jpg" data-mid="12043878"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;

Vienna is an old city. It is a city haunted by it’s past, a place that cannot let go of where it has come from. To sit in the cafes there is to sit in the presence of those long gone; the upholstery of the café chairs remains untouched, unchanged. 
Vienna holds onto the past with vivacity.
 
Their nostalgia floats through the streets and is in the coffee they drink, the restaurants they frequent, and the museums they hold so dear. It isn’t difficult to feel a sort of ghostly presence, an otherness that is omnipresent. 

This city was the most foreign place I had ever been in, the most east I had ever traveled, and this provoked in me a strong feeling of loneliness, of distance from everything I knew to be familiar. Vienna is a melancholy city; it is haunted by the confused past and is an interesting crossroads between East and West. The entire city is beautiful, and yet over it hangs a certain sadness that I could not, during my whole time there, place my finger on. The old architecture and rain stained cobblestone streets, the legendary cafes, the seriousness of the people and the formality of their ways: all of this attributed to the sense of losing myself. I felt that the city had taken me over entirely.

My timidity to be there, the alienation with simultaneous self-actualization I so often experienced, manifested itself in one small pinhole camera I carried with me every day, everywhere, nonstop. Because I was traveling with very little, the option of bringing a camera and equipment did not present itself, so I built a camera on my arrival and destroyed it when I left. 

I shot 27 photos during my five weeks in Vienna. The choice to take a photo was in the moment, brief, rapid, and decisive; I felt I never had time to think due to the amount of culture I was constantly analyzing. If I found something that jolted me in a second, I would take a photo.

Of these very candid 27 photos, I feel attached to a particular few of them, and in looking at them feel all those sensations of loneliness, awe, and nostalgia rediscovered.</description>
		
		<excerpt>series of untitled digital black and white prints, 16x20 from negatives created with a pinhole camera 2011            Vienna is an old city. It is a city haunted by...</excerpt>

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		<title>Method For Letting Go</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Method-For-Letting-Go</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Method-For-Letting-Go</comments>

		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 14:33:00 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">2393591</guid>

		<description>performance and installation piece with rule set
2011

1) Select memories you wish you to let go of, and things related to them that you no longer desire to have. 
2) Acquire a wooden box. You may use more than one, depending on how linked you feel your memories are.
3) Place inside the box objects you desire to bury, memories you wish to embalm.
4) Using a shovel and an area you find meaning in, dig a grave for the memory.
5) Make one grave for each memory; entomb them separately.
6) Inter them well.
7) Wait.
8) Ask yourself if you want the memories back.

IF YOU DO NOT:
-You have let go.

IF YOU DO:
-Bring the same shovel and exhume the boxes.
-Notice changes to the box.
-Do not open the box. Take solace in the fact that you know what is inside when no one else does.
-Realize that, while you are holding the memory in your hand in the box, you cannot actually ever have it back.
-For this reason, do not open the box.
-Realize that what is inside merely represents something you will never have again.
-For this reason, do not open the box.

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boxes after being dug up

&#60;img src="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393591/Letting Go _15_860.jpg" width="860" height="575" width_o="2048" height_o="1370" src_o="http://payload4.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/2393591/Letting Go _15_o.jpg" data-mid="12043182"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
rule set installed for public viewing

This was a performance and installation piece in which I hoped to turn in on myself more, to go back to what initially interested me in looking at the past. I turned to my own past and began to face certain aspects of it by creating a rule set for myself to follow. The rule set was meant to be adaptable, so any individual could use it. I intended it to deal with letting go of certain aspects of one’s life, almost acting as if it was a self help book. 

I followed the rule set for myself. I found at the end, I wanted very badly to dig the boxes up again and open them, despite the rule set telling me not to. It became a process of self-evaluation, and while I was interested in what the outcome for others would be, I was mostly fascinated with my own inability to commit to letting go. Despite the rule set I had written, despite having predicted the outcome, I went against it.</description>
		
		<excerpt>performance and installation piece with rule set 2011  1) Select memories you wish you to let go of, and things related to them that you no longer desire to have. ...</excerpt>

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		<title>Spirit Photography</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Spirit-Photography</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Spirit-Photography</comments>

		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 03:18:59 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
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		<description>series of silver gelatin prints, 30x40 inches
2010

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/jane001.jpg" width="670" height="527" width_o="2048" height_o="1611" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/jane001_o.jpg" data-mid="4228598"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Jane/Grandfather

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/ruth002.jpg" width="670" height="527" width_o="2048" height_o="1611" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/ruth002_o.jpg" data-mid="4228603"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Ruth/Grandmother

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/shell002.jpg" width="670" height="850" width_o="2048" height_o="2601" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/shell002_o.jpg" data-mid="4228608"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
Shell/Grandfather

This project, inspired by late 19th century spirit photography, aims to explore the issues of faith and what we choose to suspend our disbelief for. The portraits done by photographers in the late 1800s were dismissed as false and invalid; however this did not concern the hundreds of people who sat for them. For those people, it did not matter what science or logic told them; what mattered was the strong pull they felt to hold on to ones they had lost and search past our own realm of understanding to see them.

Individuals become selective concerning their belief; they may regard one thing untrue but another as real, and when it benefits them they want it to be grounded in some kind of reality. There is a certain amount of reassurance one needs in various aspects of their life; they will find venues and ways to accommodate that need. Despite what any one person may think of religion, the occult, ghosts, or emblems of mysticism, we are all prone to a personal belief system, something that comforts us. Very often this is something that is not concerned with science, yet that never seems to be the issue. The issue becomes the fact that we always reach for something beyond our own, comprehension, much like the ones who sat for photos back in the 1800s. In the end, we all hold fast to something we cannot wholly explain; it becomes a feeling.

&#60;img src="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/IMG_2912.JPG" width="670" height="502" width_o="2048" height_o="1536" src_o="http://payload.cargocollective.com/1/0/17763/883066/IMG_2912_o.JPG" data-mid="7452054"  border="0" align="left"/&#62;
spirit photography exhibit in the president's gallery at bennington college. april 2011.</description>
		
		<excerpt>series of silver gelatin prints, 30x40 inches 2010   Jane/Grandfather   Ruth/Grandmother   Shell/Grandfather  This project, inspired by late 19th century spirit...</excerpt>

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		<title>Emptied</title>
				
		<link>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/Emptied</link>

		<comments>http://cargocollective.com/indiak/following/indiak/Emptied</comments>

		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Dec 2009 17:13:54 +0000</pubDate>

		<dc:creator>India K Photography and Art</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">200249</guid>

		<description>series of untitled c prints, 5x7 inches
2010

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What becomes of places or things when we are not there to fulfill their purpose? It’s hard for us to imagine, because of course, we are never able to observe an empty place; our very presence fills it.</description>
		
		<excerpt>series of untitled c prints, 5x7 inches 2010    What becomes of places or things when we are not there to fulfill their purpose? It’s hard for us to imagine,...</excerpt>

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