Aisha Suria

Artist Bio:

Aisha Suria (b. 1996, Karachi, Pakistan) considers herself to be a lost being. Her work ranges from forms of drawings, paintings, print making techniques and performance. She graduated with a distinction in Fine Art from National College of Arts, Lahore in 2019.

Artist Statement:

My work is a tree. It is not a fairly huge tree, but it is existing. I stand underneath it and even though it may not provide me with shade at all times of the day, I know my tree tries every day.

Through my drawings, I try to reach the truth. I try to confess and confess and confess. To understand and to be understood. Most nights and sometimes in the early mornings, these drawings tend to ooze out of me uncontrollably. They become emotions that want to be heard, leaving me in my chair, completely
bewildered. However, I stand up and I question them. And all they say is “there is a tree growing inside of you that you may not know of yet. You have complained of feeling an unattended itchiness inside of you, a mad chaos and a garden of anger, with huge flowers of misery placed at the center and a man sitting in the corner, named despair. ” “ They tell me, I need to wait patiently, till one morning when leaves will begin to grow out of my skin, and in that very moment, I will know why. ”
I just want to feel and I want to draw. And that is all I know.

Aisha Suria

Artist Bio:

Aisha Suria (b. 1996, Karachi, Pakistan) considers herself to be a lost being. Her work ranges from forms of drawings, paintings, print making techniques and performance. She graduated with a distinction in Fine Art from National College of Arts, Lahore in 2019.

Artist Statement:

My work is a tree. It is not a fairly huge tree, but it is existing. I stand underneath it and even though it may not provide me with shade at all times of the day, I know my tree tries every day.

Through my drawings, I try to reach the truth. I try to confess and confess and confess. To understand and to be understood. Most nights and sometimes in the early mornings, these drawings tend to ooze out of me uncontrollably. They become emotions that want to be heard, leaving me in my chair, completely
bewildered. However, I stand up and I question them. And all they say is “there is a tree growing inside of you that you may not know of yet. You have complained of feeling an unattended itchiness inside of you, a mad chaos and a garden of anger, with huge flowers of misery placed at the center and a man sitting in the corner, named despair. ” “ They tell me, I need to wait patiently, till one morning when leaves will begin to grow out of my skin, and in that very moment, I will know why. ”
I just want to feel and I want to draw. And that is all I know.

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