Clay mushrooms

 Monsoons in Kerala is always special for me.It reminds me of many sweet memories of my childhood.Once such is the little me waiting for the mushrooms to sprout in our garden. I often imagine the frogs that stay under the mushrooms as a shelter when it rains, just like the illustrations from my fairy tale books.

The mushrooms appear in different forms , colors and sizes on different surfaces. I always liked the tender white one ones as well as the rough textured ones on the tree trunks. Such elements urge me to make sculptures on clay and therefore it emerges as a product.