By Erum Gour – Jan 29, 2015
Art is the highest form of hope, this, I had experienced and realized very young. Pencils, paint brushes and colours have always been close to even when, sometimes, people were not. It was even more fascinating to see art travel from sheets of paper to the huge walls.
Since the inception of the street art festival in Delhi, I wanted to explore the street art through the streets of Delhi capturing the awe through the lens. And then the time came when I had to choose a topic for my major project for photography class. Naturally, I chose “Street art”. It was nothing less than a treasure hunt. All the obstacles and hurdles were eventually worth it!
There is something about catching a glimpse of art on an unfamiliar wall in a familiar street. The wall that never existed before, now, catches attention of every passer-by. This is the magic of art. Through my pictures I tried to interpret a relationship between the still, soundless graffiti and the moving, restless world. Sometimes the art work is inspired by the people and sometimes it inspires. Even when the artistic expression, the forms, the figures, the writings don’t make sense to many, the colours always do. In India, we know that it’s a piece of art and we respect that. And now, after all that I have explored I can surely say that the graffiti culture is here to stay.