Kumbh: A Search Within – April 2019, Acrylic on canvas
A triptych of three canvases each 24 in. x 12 in., and forming 24 in. x 36 in
I am He. I am She. I am The. I am who I am whether you can define me or not, with a He or a She. I find myself within me. I don’t think I need to search divinity outside. Kumbh is pure just because I decided to take a dip. I don’t care whether the world aligns with me or not.
Inspired by the news on transgender people being able to take the holy dip in Ganges for the first time in Kumbh Mela, 2019, India
Man at the cafe-acrylic on 16 x 20 inches wrapped canvas
We were driving to Indianapolis when we took a coffee break at Louisville. We got our coffee and sat down at the table. I couldn’t help noticing a gentleman sitting alone and quietly at the far corner of the cafeteria. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be lost in his world of thoughts. On our way back from Indianapolis after a week, we happened to stop at the same cafe around the same time we did for the first time. We saw this same gentleman lost in his thoughts the way he did the other day sitting at the same place with his coffee. What could he be thinking so deeply? He must have been thinking something over and over again for the past one week… Wish I could tell him everything will be fine..
March of Hope– acrylic on 24 x 30 inches wrapped canvas
A tribute to all those brave people who are right now walking miles together in search of a better life. This painting is inspired by the news of migrant caravan from Honduras and Rohingya people from Myanmar.
Tulip fields – acrylic on 20 x 24 inches canvas panel
Tulip fields in The Netherlands are so overwhelmingly colorful, as if someone had spilled paint instead of painting flowers. The fields remind me of a rainbow with all the colors of life. It also reminds me how different nations, races, cultures exist in harmony. Together, we all make this world a beautiful place to live.
Identity – acrylic on 16 x 20 inches canvas panel
I am inspired by many lines of Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s lines in her book Americanah. One of them was “ I did not think myself as black and I only became black when I came to America…Stop saying I’m Jamaican or I’m Ghanaian. America doesn’t care. When you make the choice to come to America, you become black”. This painting is my reflection on these lines…more so, the difference between Non American Blacks vs. American Blacks in USA as depicted by Adichie. As an immigrant, I too have felt my identity being reduced to an alien number (A*******), and getting generalized into a category. Why do we fail to see a person first as a human being before categorizing?
Woman at the station – acrylic on 24 in x 18 in. canvas panel
That was an evening at an unknown station in Switzerland. The surroundings were engulfed in a mystical blue hue and I was awestruck by its beauty. I saw that the tracks disappeared around the corner and seemed to come from and go in to the distant mountains…or maybe nowhere in particular? Where do we come from and where do we go? Life is so much like this mysterious train journey that leads us to a random station waiting for a train to take us to another station….
Woman at the Window – acrylic on 24 in x 18 in. canvas panel
That evening in Zermatt, Switzerland, it was snowing heavily outside. I sat by the window of a cozy hotel room and watched the snow flakes slowly blanketing the alpine village nestled among the mountains…I had painted that wonderful experience in my memory…and poured the same on canvas….with the warmth of hot coffee.
The Journey– acrylic on 12 x 16 inches canvas panel
I visited my parents for two weeks mainly to celebrate their 55th wedding anniversary. No denying, it was quite painful to see them struggle through simple daily chores. On the other hand, seeing their absolute dependence and reliance on one another, re-energized my love for life. This painting is to commemorate the quiet celebration of life through their journey…. I guess life comes a full circle when you see colors in turmoil…
Forbidden– acrylic on 12 in x 16 in. canvas panel
Love that is not accepted by the society.
The Cold Footpath – acrylic on 24 in x 20 In. canvas panel
On a cold night, our homes are lit up by the warmth of crackling fire, laughter and food. The lonely bluish grey footpath outside wraps its blanket around the homeless in the hope of some warmth. Who does the footpath belong to – the people that tramples on it or the people who make it home?
Moumita Mukherjee was born in the suburbs of Calcutta in India. She moved to United States with her husband and her toddler son in 2004. Ever since then, she has been living and working in several states in United States. She is a completely self-taught artist, who draws and paints whenever her creative soul finds a break in her hectic life. She sees objects as something to be delved deeper, not just withstanding their impressionistic colors. To her, life is an adventure, with many shades, mixes, and plethora of colors. And so, she expresses that vision in her numerous acrylic paintings. She draws inspirations from people around her. Moumita is a civil engineer by profession. After realizing her “Personal Legend” in painting, she took a break from her profession, went to live in Europe for 4 years and started to paint regularly. She developed her world of paintings which she lovingly calls Mumuscape where she bares her soul and escapes the mundaneness of life. She held exhibitions in Memphis in Tennessee, Brussels in Belgium, Munich in Germany, London in United Kingdom, and Columbus/Indianapolis, Indiana. Many of her paintings have been sold in USA, India, Belgium, Switzerland, UK, Guatemala, Saudi Arabia and South Africa. Mumuscape can be found on Blogger, Twitter, Instagram and Facebook. Moumita lives in Greenwood, Indiana. Traveling, photography, cooking and reading are her passions. Her favorite saying is, “Life is an art, a myriad of visions, opportunities, and love.”