Malashree Suvedi......मालश्री सुवेदी

Poet, writer, painter, textile artist, installation artist,  performance artist. Currently based in Vienna, from Kathmandu.

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Poet, writer, painter, textile atist, installation artist, performance artist. 
Currently based in Vienna, from Kathmandu.



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Modernism




It’s this tree you see that grows out of me

it lets me devote my life to it, it congeals

it reveals &

like paint coagulated

it seals




And I devote my life to it




I name it

Anxiety

Sadness

Regret




I name it

Inspiration

Happiness

Love




It hears my calls on brighter days




It ignores my calls today




I begin to trill

(And I am shrill)




it’s the trill of dissipation into another thing

can I not enter into a time I do not want to revisit

can I not be burdened by own past




But




the tree does what it does.

I enter into a time I do not wish to revisit

Kandinskian faces, fragmented by memory

arrive in my head like gallery goers.




lonely wolves, they stop at every image




I see my own section fill with others




Cut to present

Cut, come back- the same Kandinskian outlines

come back

Like brush strokes that repeat themselves

Like phone call that sound the same




what is this tree that grows out of me

spaces between spaces between spaces

it is everything. yeah-