Interdisciplinary Art/ Vakoverschrijdend

Teacher and Supervisor: Marc Horemans (, SLAC Leuven

In this academic year 2017-2018, we are working with Mokuhanga -Woodblock printing (Japan) in relation with our theme Inertia.

My first attemt was with Mokuhanga to make a profile of my guru Rabindranath Tagore (author, poet, painter and philosopher whose phylosophy about life stayed with me since my childhood.

The quotation here of Tagore (in Bengali) means exactly the same as Novalis (author, philosopher and poet) which I have found very interesting.



 Mokuhanga work 1- Profile-Rabindranath Tagore



Following the theme of Inertia, we had to make a 1 minute film without any montage.

Here is mine:

Holding on and Letting go

According to Rabindranath Tagore (in his philosophical view):

‘finiteness consists in forms, while the infinite is an idea’.

We are bounded in ‘finite’ and also in ‘infinite’ situations and if the ‘infinite’ refers to just an idea, it brings ‘inertia’ for me to holding on to.

The concept for ‘holding on and letting go’ based on this ‘finite’ and ‘infinite’ dilemmas where place and time are not important or avoided with concern.

The whole idea was developed on movement (symbolic of how the way life goes on) where start and end points are not known but with an idea of expansion.

There was no slow-motion in the movement to show inertia. Following me, that is also not necessary but contrarily shows sort of unrest/stress/uncertainty.

The concern was on our daily life which is bound with dark and light moments (like in the film, sudden butterflies are passing by or the sun is shining or the clouds are taking over –without knowing or without any control).

The film is made in the same tempo and has no perspective but which implicates over the feeling of endlessness and shows an unending activity.

Light and dark play with the shadow of the person where the person is not known but yet present.

The path is chosen as free but yet fixed in direction.

Dynamism catches the absence, presence and the vanishing or disappearing moments of a situation.



We had to find a motive as inspiration to start with our work:

Mine is as below:



Contiguous, infinite,

Loose, constructive,

poly, slack, segments, arc,

rectangle, circle, spline,

within all.

It can be letters and mean something,

it can be architecture-fragile but strong

and vanishes

in its own perspectives.

Can you say what is it?

It bends, goes straight,

It can be free in its own way to its infinite.

It looks back, gives shapes

to all objects.

It holds forms of reality

as a best motive.

Can you say what is it?

It is simple in its own grace and shine

because it is just a LINE, a motive of mine.

 Mokuhanga work-2- Lines which take us to a distance


Further with :

Holding on and letting go

An idea can slip away like a bird
in any moment,
holding on to it is the main game.
My hands cannot catch it because
the idea vanishes always through my fingers to its infinite.

An idea which we cannot catch anyway
by our hands!
But hands like words tell the stories
of us as reflections in the mirrors.

Hands, their hands young with future,
danced in the light with mehndi on.

Hands, his hands were aged
where knowledge, wisdom, pain
made marks of time,

the time which got away as past
and which over I do not know much
Knowing or not knowing merge than
in my limited capability
make me paralyzed in a way.
Dynamism catches my thoughts
but I stand still.
Absence or presence,
vanishing or disappearing,

a moment of a situation
which originated long ago
but still trying to hang-on
in the memories of my shadows.
Shadows of my nostalgia
grave deep roots to my unavoidable inertia.




“Shadows of my nostalgia as inertia: living in another country, in a different culture,
the most important thing is to merge with its own language, culture, clothing and habits.
My own language, family members, clothing style, kind of plants and flowers disappeared in my shadows of thoughts where inertia arises with its own pace.
My intention is to bring back some memories in my work to reflect my moments of inertia. “


Idea to work further with paintings:

I always take photos of shadows which has a direct link with my own feelings of inertia. So, I plan to make a series of paintings where shadows will be the main theme. Some examples are as follows:



Idea to work further with Mokuhanga:

I will try to bring some patterns of saris on wood printing which my mother used to wear and write some parts of the favorite Bengali poems which my father liked the most. Those are the memories which hang certainly within my soul and stay deep down as my inertia.


PITCH- চূড়ান্ত/final/finaal

উপস্থিতি, অনুপস্থিতি, ফিরে আসা অথবা অদৃশ্য,

একটি মুহূর্ত অথবা পরিস্থিতি

যা দীর্ঘ আগে উৎপত্তি,

এখন আমার ছায়া শুধু

যেন  আমার  নিষ্ক্রিয়তা

গভীর অসীম  অনিবার্য !


Absence or presence, vanishing or coming back, a moment of a situation which originated long ago and stays as infinite in the memories of my shadows.

Shadows of my nostalgia grave deep roots to my unavoidable inertia.


Afwezigheid of aanwezigheid, verdwijnen of terugkomen, een moment van een situatie die lang geleden ontstond en als oneindig blijft hangen in de herinneringen aan mijn schaduw(en).

Schaduw(en) van mijn nostalgie graven diepe wortels in mijn onvermijdelijke traagheid.






Interdisciplinary Art/ Vakoverschrijdend

Interdisciplinary Art/ Vakoverschrijdend

SLAC+KU Leuven

Academic year 2016-2017

"What is Art?
It is the response of man's creative soul
to the call of the Real".

Rabindranath Tagore

Project: SLAC+KU Leuven

Teacher and Supervisor: Marc Horemans (, SLAC Leuven


Art and science can complement each other. Under this motto, the academic year 2016-2017 is going to start a collaboration between the visual art departments at SLAC (Leuven Academy and Conservatory) and KU Leuven.

The project runs under the name of a pilot project, because it is a process in which the (self) control, the experiment / test, the bridges between two worlds, in addition to the final crystallization in a work of art, be an end in itself.

For the first edition, (PiLoT1) was chosen as the theme "Chaos". The artists from this workshop will be inspired by and in collaboration with scientists around "Chaos" within their own discipline.

More information at:

Theme : Chaos (academy year 2016-2017)

A glimpse:

We live in a world where chaos presents in every order and system. We know chaos as 'a state of utter confusion or disorder; a total lack of organization or order'. (source)

The English word chaos is borrowed from the Greek word abyss. In ancient Greece, chaos was originally thought of as the abyss or emptiness that existed before things came into being. (source)

 So, when chaos first entered into English in the 1400s, it referred to the inverse of confusion but referred to a void.

According to Publius Ovidius Naso (born in 43 BCE in Rome) who was a great poet and thinker who thought of chaos as not a formless void from which all things were made, but as a formless, jumbled, disorganized mass. English speakers than borrowed this meaning of chaos which denotes utter confusion, disorganization and unpredictable behavior.

In the scientific realm this unpredictable behavior is not necessarily undesirable. The scientific meaning of chaos can be summed up in the following statement:

"Chaos often breeds life, when order breeds habit." (source)


A plot of the Lorenz attractor

Chaos theory is the field of study in Mathematics that studies the behavior of Dynamical system that are highly sensitive to initial conditions—a response popularly referred to as the "Butterfly effect".

For scientists it's the "Butterfly Effect" where one small change makes an immense difference. It also makes the future of a chaotic system implausible to predict.

Chaos itself has its many forms and its effects varies also to person to person.

In this task we actually try to find out what chaos means to us and how we give it a form in our own creative domains.

My own interpretation:

The first aspect:

I see myself situated in this world in a chaotic manner, means I stand between two big B’s which means Bangladesh and Belgium. It is the experience and the memories which I always carry with me from my past. By living in Belgium I adopted with the systems and rules overhear. When I memorize something about my parents or listen to music from there, for example; Tagore songs, I than feel the way how they listened to those. I have a feeling in my psychic being that I am hanging as a pendulum from my roots and have the butterfly effect just the way scientists explains like the 3 principles which chaos embodies:

-extreme sensitivity to initial conditions

-cause and effect are not proportional


My memories, feelings or thoughts never follow the same path but come back in a different manner as scientists explains "Starting the pendulum from a slightly different initial condition would result in a completely different trajectory." My memories and my feelings always differ in that manner.

I don't know if the human brain or the human feelings can be complementary with a pendulum. That would be my question to the scientists.

The second aspect:

The second aspect is my surroundings. Like everyone, I am in stress and have lots in my head but yet I try to follow plans and orders and become organized. If I become chaotic for some reason than it is because of my surroundings and its causes and effects.

In link with my surroundings I see chaos as follows:


What is trying to blur my intuition and view?
An opposite impulse but what is it?
Is it an understandable fact?
No-it is not that.

I cannot free myself from both worlds which I have.
But at last I fixed myself in my self- made fence!

The racism itself is blend within in its own stake
as cruel with its ugly sharp nails.
What people do to each other
have a great impact and influence.
They always let me feel that I am not equal.

The color of mine is never appreciated here.
The gender of mine is never appreciated there.
What an unworthy, shameful, repulsive, inferior world.

But I live fine.

Creativity rambles around me with all its colors
but I cannot catch.
Is that not enough and just adequate?

Try to breath but I cannot
Is it my self-made chaos?
No-I don’t think,
it is the surroundings,
which take it all with its own severe pic.