Inspiration
As I went through the various works of my favourite artists , Michael Quanne, Yue Minjun, Wayne White, and Madhav Nair, I realized that
the common factor between them,was that they effectively portrayed the strong sense of discomfort, they felt with their surroundings, and
the events happening in their life. Their ability to perturb, and yet intrigue the viewer, through colours, and comic or sarcastic narratives embedded in their work, fascinates me. and so I tried to make something that would celebrate the spirit of their work, and also bring out a similar response from the audience.
Concept Behind Form
I chose to create the form that resembled a urinal in an abstract manner, by borrowing certain key features that hinted at the structure of a urinal, and integrating them into my form.
I find it really curious that most people over the world are so disgusted by the mundane actions of excreting or urinating, even if they erform them everyday. I have always found the form of a urinal a little fascinating, mostly because I am a girl, and so the only times I have ever seen one, its been as a result of an unpleasant and embarrassing accident. Moreover, urinals are highly specialized objects created for only a specific purpose, for the use of only a specific gender. So they have always seemed to represent a world view, or context, I can never know for myself, which was disconcerting as a child.
I tried to channel these emotions I had attached with urinals as a child, and the general abhorrence of people to the idea of talking about
urination, in creating my form so that it brought out a similar emotion in the minds of the viewers.
The Illustration
The illustration shows a group of men waiting in a queue outside a Men’s room, crazed out of their minds by their desperate need to pee.
Their urgent yearning to pee has caused their bodies to bloat, to the point that their skin has become transparent, and their eyes are protruding out of their faces, to accommodate their urine, the levels of which are noticeable. The level of urine in each of them is depicted
through the yellow liquid we see sloshing around in their faces.
My “Peeple”are trembling and inhuman.The door to the washroom reads, ‘Gentlemen’s’, and the sharp contrast of its implications with the Peeple waiting outside is supposed to convey the idea, that a person’s true form comes to the fore only in times of desperation and urgency.
