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In the Mood for Love (ITML)

In the Mood for Love (ITML)

ITML is a geolocative storytelling piece created using Twine as part of my PhD work. During July-September 2019, a low-tech AR digital prototype called “In the Mood for Love” (ITML) was developed using Twine – a simple, low-tech, free and open-source tool for making...

3 hours

3 hours

The cacophony of 'Recycle Reuse Reduce' spells its own urgency. And reusing visual bytes of 'eat', 'sleep' and 'repeat'---thereby, reducing the need for new and thus, reserving energy through 'Recycle Reuse Reduce'. Recycling of sound bytes. Play on Fatboy Slim's 'Eat...

Tongue Tied

Tongue Tied

You tie my tongue up.   While I may have dived to the depths, And scaled to the top, You turn This mind spotless. And the rest of me Into an obscure, inanimate office cactus In the corner.   I should be better than this. After all I have wandered across And...

Fluid-Flexible-Stretch

Fluid-Flexible-Stretch

I haven't understood how to be free. To let go and not remember. "I don't remember you, I don't think of you." To be free of that memory, to have unheard it. The infamous ice-pick plunge. The slit through the abdomen. Move like water, be like air--- Unseen and...

Maid of Honour

Maid of Honour

  17 November 2018 Good evening everyone. For those who don't know me, I'm Kavita- the bride's sister. I'm going to get this out of the way once and for all--- I am single with a brain of gold. My family is worried that I'm going to die alone. What they don't...

Deport/Depart

Deport/Depart

We separated at the gates. Reclaiming baggage, Gone without goodbyes. The things that don't matter--- Wash your hair, condition it, fold your clothes, don't cut your hair, don't shave your moustache. All the things I should have said. All the things I should have...

Butter

Butter

Aug 2017 I wait for you to leave me, Because the butter is on the third shelf. It should have been on the 1st one, boy. The first one. There is a timeline... ‘Don’t ruin it with your sad, don’t destroy it with your extra’…I tell myself. And my head makes up a list---...

Ode to a boy

Ode to a boy

Lips Sealed, lips locked You savour it for 3 seconds longer than I do. Small kisses, bony bones Tight hugs, the tall & short of it.   There is nothing significant going on- Yet, something is being built. I wait for it to crumble- As my happiness is to be...

Angst of Spiti 03

Angst of Spiti 03

12th August 2016   Take tiny steps. Push ahead. The peak will be yours. Don't look back. Push ahead. The mountain will be yours. One step at a time. One breath at a time. All you see below will be yours.   A post shared by Dish Chans (@dishchans) on Mar 14,...

Angst of Spiti 02

Angst of Spiti 02

11th August 2016   Should my breath be taken--- Set this body to flames. Turn to stardust. Disperse into the deep waters.   Take as little space, 0.00001%  of my existence. Speckles in the wind---   You chose the mountains.   A post shared by Dish...

Angst of Spiti 01

Angst of Spiti 01

8th August 2016 A post shared by Dish Chans (@dishchans) on Jun 5, 2017 at 11:44pm PDT In the mountains, Unreachable, Untouchable. Noone can hear me scream. The mountains know a secret. A deep song. From the time they rose from the bed--- Strata by strata. With...