This figure, full of pain, is enchained
like an eyeless, lock-shorn Samson, by his own doubts
in this Philistine world. Sometimes, he has been seen
as a small figure overwhelmed by the enormous canvas
of the city. He makes faces, grimaces, demands attention
but cannot get it. Or in his moments of doubt and grief,
we see him, head within his arms, face turned away.
He cannot cry out – he has no mouth, no voice.
No eyes, he wants not to see. The use of colour depicts
moods and depths of despair. And yet there is no specific
object to fear or to hate. It is only his damaged psyche
to be depicted. There have been vertical streaks raining
down the canvas. Tears? Prison bars? Bars created by
inequality, tears of anguish? Or frustration? Or rage?
Sunil has said, when asked about his need for the protagonist,”...What
am I then? An artist without a brush?” So the
protagonist is not just a vehicle for the artist, he
is his alter ego and, if Sunil will accept it, the very
core of himself.
And since Sunil Padwal's work is to project a complex
set of emotions of a psyche beset, there is no story
to tell. So, his work will be judged by his ability
to convey what we would like to call his inner self.
And by the depth and emotional interpretation that he
is able to portray.
In this series, we see great use of mood creating colours.
He has moved further away from the flat background.
But the protagonist is there, still brooding, enigmatic,
imbued within stillness and yet there is vibrancy, a
nervous tension and energy waiting to burst forth.