In Ravikumar Kashi’s recent exhibition, We don’t end at our edges, language becomes sculptural, paper performs like metal, and shadows speak as vividly as the forms that cast them. What might initially appear to be fragile tangles of paper pulp slowly unfold into a spatial grammar — dense with echoes of writing, place, and the […]
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