Curatorial Statement, Kasb-e-Kamal Kun Between the anywhen of time and the anywhere of place a missing piece is to be drawn. Poetry lacks definition, so – the hand crafts its own poetry leaving its verse behind in a minutia of traces. I am no more cognitive – and my hand is path, trajectory, flight, a settled motion, precision of the tool. Hinging onto another, I am the fragment that fulfils the existence of the matrix of the rest. I am the missing piece.
Prof. Dr. Murtaza Jafri
Vice Chancellor