Kanchipuram and raw silk with zari
It is a natural for a heart to feel nostalgia upon seeing rituals, festivities and celebrations. They bind us to the roots of our ancestry. Our childhood memories are intertwined with certain days when all we did was plan and execute the tasks around the festivity. Elders ordered, we followed. The smells of food, flowers and incense.
Whether we loved it or hated it at that time, we could hardly ever escape it.
Now, when I look back, these festivals are my totem to bring me face to face with how much we have changed, how much we don’t do like we used to do, and how our tradition too is slowly changing.
In remembrance of festivals and the legacy they have carried for hundreds of years.
Tradition and cultural revival begins at home