Growing up in the ‘80’s, romance for the young lovers was, and often still is, in Delhi, expressed in those stolen moments of stolen glances and stolen kisses behind the modesty and restrain of tradition. Of course, terraces, balconies and unfrequented service lanes are key. In this piece, I’ve tried to capture a narrow, busy lane of Delhi’s jewellery quarters, Beadonpura, in Karol Bagh. Typically, the workshops are at the ground level and the living quarters above. A mesh of cable wires hang overhead weaving into the thin veil of dusk, a screen between the grinding rituals of daily life and the heady transcience of romance. In the morning the lovebirds would have flown.
Materials : sterling silver
Size : 4 X 3.5 cms