Visit to art gallery

If history could become poetry, and the poem a painting, and the painting a song, you are standing in front of Sanjeev Khandekar and Vaishali Narkar's latest work.
And it goes deeper, as you unravel layer after layer of the esoteric world that the duo have woven, immersed meanings come to take shape; they haunt and taunt and transcend the bounds of rationality and purpose.
Songs of Anthropocene- Ragamala, does not parody the medieval tradition of painting, but it grows from it, as if a mold insinuating decadence, embracing and engulfing it. 
The work is beautiful in an eerie way, not like the Goths which married beauty with fear, but akin to a slow rape of weltschmerz by glut.
In the end you begin to see the post apocalyptic world, right amongst us, like a silent cardiac arrest, which went undiagnosed.