Her Walk Home
An uneasy disquiet, a sense of foreboding that casts a shadow behind the lone woman going home.
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25 Oct, 2010
Soon after daylight fades in the busy metropolis of New Delhi, something else begins to swirl over its neon-lit roads.
Soon after daylight fades in the busy metropolis of New Delhi, something else begins to swirl over its neon-lit roads. An uneasy disquiet, a sense of foreboding that casts a shadow behind the lone woman going home. Being a woman myself, it seems strange to be stalking them on their journeys. Little things catch my eye. Their urgent stride. A protective holding of hands. That naked feeling of exposure. The loneliness of one against many. And even as early as 9 pm, I can barely spot a woman out on the streets. It’s time for me to get home…
This work is part of Transportraits: Women and Mobility in the City, an exhibition by Jagori curated by Gauri Gill. The show also includes works by artists Amruta Patil, Priya Sen and Uzma Mohsin, the collectives Blank Noise and Lucida in collaboration with the young people of Madanpur Khadar, and a wide selection of entries from the public. At Alliance Francaise Gallery, New Delhi, over 22-24 November
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