In Harita, the idea was to make the contrast of deepest green and the brightest green sit next to each other in harmony. When we take a walk in the jungle, we are reminded of how many rules that a design school teaches their students become obsolete when nature effortlessly keeps breaking those rules. In a single moment, a range of green are seen- complementary and the ones believed to “never complement”. Strange colours of birds, bees, beetles, caterpillars navigate through this charade of green. Creepers with absurd colours creep into the recesses of the leaves and bunch them together creating apparently “mismatch textures”. With sun, with dew, with rain and with age the green keep changing colours, in dynamic interaction with other greens.

Green interacts intimately with light! Green absorbs the light. Light becomes the green.

If we dont see green, how long can we remain happy?

Nature’s definition begins with green. In that green, all other colours reside.

As Harita, green is the mother colour. All else is secondary!

This is my feeling.

While being with Harita, even black seems the darkest green. That is how I see the realm of green.

virērē!

Verdant!

Harita!

In 2013, we brought about 500 kgs of cotton yarn to Arunachal Pradesh and took it as a drive to sensitise weavers towards using cotton over synthetic yarns for their indigenous weaves. Amlavati began engaging untrained weavers, single mothers, and older women to engage in weaving plain, checks and striped fabrics. Rather than buying plain handloom fabrics from mainland, we began creating livelihood opportunities by weaving less intricate weaves as a medium of training new weavers and convenient income for trained ones.

Most cottons used in this Sari was woven by these artisans.