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            <title><![CDATA[Inheriting More Than Nanny’s Sari Trunk : Nandini Chirimar at 12 Gates Arts]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2017 02:30:37 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<h4>Family memories and memorabilia</h4><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*m9ON8GYqLQjpFk5vTShnPA.jpeg" /><figcaption><em>Her Tulsi Plant, 11&quot;x15&quot;</em></figcaption></figure><p>For Twelve Gates Arts’ new gallery’s inaugural show, <em>Unwritten Wills</em>, Nandini Chirimar processed family memories and legacies embedded within significant family objects.</p><p>Mixing sparse monotone drawings, mixed-media pieces, and treasured yet mundane family items, Chirimar explores the “wills” that our family imparts to us through objects and the memories associated with them. Ultimately, the show provides insight into family material cultures and the memories we inherit.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*83KSb8sROoetf4rZkWugdQ.jpeg" /><figcaption>Her Sari Trunk, 10.25&quot;x12&quot;</figcaption></figure><p>Even without any further analysis, the precision and purity of Nandini’s drawings is striking. The first six pieces of the show are drawings of seemingly mundane family items, such as a computational journal or a chest filled with saris. Some drawings have backdrops, like a kitchen or bookshelf, while others are portraits of the object without context.</p><p>Perhaps informed by the painstaking attention to detail required for Japanese block printing (Chirimar has spent fifteen years, including four in Japan, developing this practice), she explores every aspect of the objects, laboriously depicting the fray of a favorite kerchief or the wear-lines on a bamboo mat.</p><p>While Chirimar was intentional in the metaphorical depth of the pieces — she described the parallel and sometimes intersecting lines of <em>Her Bamboo Mat</em> as emotions overlapping — their aesthetic precision is itself remarkable.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/650/1*nRn6UbnOoJrCKdVKpuOoDA.jpeg" /><figcaption>Minor Details, 22&quot;x52&quot;</figcaption></figure><p>These drawings’ black-and-white composition sets the foundation for the later pieces that more deeply explore memory. The fine details of the pieces, which are most clear in <em>Minor Details</em>, calibrate the viewer to mind the nuances of objects. After all, the most emotionally provocative elements of memory are usually the least conspicuous.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*j3tClgFfscg9w9ouuwLnFg.jpeg" /><figcaption>Every Little Thing, 9&quot;x9&quot;</figcaption></figure><p>Contrasted with Chirimar’s clear object depictions are numerous mixed-media graphite drawings layered with etchings and watercolor of multi-colored sari patterns and red-ink flowers. The mixed-media series begins with two aerial-view depictions of the aforementioned miscellaneous objects together with minimal color, followed by twenty-two more complicated pieces.</p><p>The pieces’ aesthetic complexity contains allusions to the various elements that make up memory: the addition of red ink might signify smell, whereas the multi-colored sari prints recall the touch. Chirimar’s works remind us that memory is not a moving picture show, but rather a complex fabric blending the smell of daal, the feel of silk, and that “Modern Table Book.” Additionally, the mixed-media pieces’ repeated titles (“Aerogramme” is, for example, the title of seven separate pieces) sheds light on the way memories not only blend together, but how those mergings become difficult to differentiate over time.</p><p>For Chirimar, these personal items repeated throughout the show are not merely physical objects, but are, in fact, imbued with memories, emotions, and stories. Such, when her nanny left her a beloved red napkin, or math computation journal, they imparted significant dimensions of themselves. In this sense, the suitcase containing these mementos was filled with wills written in personal connection rather than ink.</p><p>In the end, Chirimar leaves the audience pondering what we actually receive from our departed loved ones and how the physical objects we inherit have much greater weight than the force they exert on scales.</p><p><em>Learn more about Chirimar’s work </em><a href="http://nandinichirimar.com/"><em>here</em></a><em>, and 12 Gates Arts’ work </em><a href="http://www.twelvegatesarts.org/"><em>here</em></a></p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=1bc465a29cfc" width="1" height="1" alt=""><hr><p><a href="https://medium.com/kajal-magazine/inheriting-more-than-nannys-sari-trunk-nandini-chirimar-at-12-gates-arts-1bc465a29cfc">Inheriting More Than Nanny’s Sari Trunk : Nandini Chirimar at 12 Gates Arts</a> was originally published in <a href="https://medium.com/kajal-magazine">Kajal Magazine</a> on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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            <title><![CDATA[So Many Different Foods at Al-Bustan’s Potluck]]></title>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2014 15:59:07 GMT</pubDate>
            <atom:updated>2014-08-21T19:01:35.921Z</atom:updated>
            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know that I sound like a broken record here, but the diversity of this camp was just simply astounding; between the counselors, campers, and parents, I may have never been around such an ethnically and culturally diverse group before in my life. What is perhaps so amazing about this is this community is that, while people usually gravitate towards similar folks, the parents at Camp Al-Bustan sought to immerse their children in an exceptionally heterogeneous and polyethnic community. The wonderfulness of this pluralism should not be overlooked.</p><p>And the end-of-camp-potluck perfectly showcased this. Parents of all ethnicities jovially sat with one another and ate foods from all over the world. The range of foods —from mjadara, hummus, Pakistani-style peas and carrots, and Sudanese potatoes and beef, cookies, macaroons, and so on— itself indicated the diversity of the campers respective cultural backgrounds. At the end of two weeks packed with intercultural exchange, this potluck beautifully, and deliciously, symbolized the heterogeneity of the Al-Bustan community.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*751b_Eaf0RduV4EAWQ0AkA.jpeg" /><figcaption>There are never too many photos of food. Photo Credit to Dana Scherer.</figcaption></figure><p>The desire of Al-Bustan parents to expose themselves and their children to other cultures reminds me of Omid Safi’s contrasting of tolerance and pluralism. By comparing these two approaches to multiculturalism, Safi, editor of the generally excellent Progressive Muslims, highlights what is so special about the fact that Al-Bustan Camp parents chose to enter in a heterogeneous community. To explain that tolerance is not a simply positive concept, Safi informs us that tolerance is etymologically linked to someone’s ability to “tolerate” poison. Although tolerance may be peaceful, it also can imply a subtle contempt for “others” lingering beneath the surface. Safi contrasts that with pluralism, which is a celebration of difference. Pluralism, and not tolerance, is the engine that really drives cultural exchange and innovation, and as such, is a benevolent concept in Safi’s conception.</p><p>What I have seen here over these past three weeks (two for camp and one for orientation) is pluralism at its clearest. Everyone involved in the camp at Al-Bustan seemed actively invested in intercultural exchange. With so much divisiveness between ethnic, political, and religious groups throughout the world today, a scene such as the one I witnessed during the end-of-camp celebration was really inspiring. It was truly a pleasure being involved with Al-Bustan Camp and getting to see the pluralistic mentality in action.</p><p>Max Dugan</p><p>Kenyon College ‘14</p><p>Program Coordinator at Al-Bustan</p><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=19240a2c0806" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2014 15:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
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            <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Demo Post</p><p>Pay no attention to this, I am merely trying out this website.</p><figure><img alt="" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1024/1*D4rBQHENdm2_lBEKGn-Vyg.jpeg" /><figcaption>This is not a dog, but I think it looks nice.</figcaption></figure><img src="https://medium.com/_/stat?event=post.clientViewed&referrerSource=full_rss&postId=5352ae16edcb" width="1" height="1" alt="">]]></content:encoded>
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