অবন্ত

My grief is a shapeshifter, it takes the form of wrath, valour and love. My artworks speak the broken language of an aching heart. I paint my story, the characters and my dreams. I see through my eyes but they dream with tiny victories. To be able to narrate my tale, I have had to endure. To heal, I have had to walk through turmoil…

The word Abanti means “gift from God”. Baba gave me the daak naam “Abanto”. I have finally gathered the courage and confidence to be able to illustrate my story. The story of love, pain, storm and the rebirth of my name. I cordially invite you all, with a warm heart, to be a part of my celebration.