"A self-portrait inspired by Rumi"
After my grandfather passed away, my grandmother, Saheb Jan, began wearing his colourful clothes. This deeply personal memory became the starting point of this work, reflecting on love, grief, and the ways we hold on to those we lose.
Through this self-portrait, I explore the fragile boundary between sanity and madness, vulnerability and strength, and the strange ways love transforms us. What might seem irrational to the outside world can be an intimate expression of grief ,a way of keeping someone alive through the simplest, most human gestures.
Sometimes, love makes us look insane to the world.