Partha Banik
Partha Banik was born in Tripura, Northeast, India in 1992.
He received his B.F.A in Painting from Govt. College of Art & Craft, Agartala, Tripura West. (2011-2015), and his
M.F.A in Painting from Chamrajendra Govt. College of Visual Arts (CAVA), Mysore, Karnataka.(2015-2017).
Although I have done my PG in Painting, I like working with various mediums such as videography, site specific installation, textile design, drawings, and graphic novels.
My works are about my people and the land. I grew up in a land where most people are migrants even in my family I'm the first child who was born in India.
I always wonder, how do they feel as migrants?
How did they feel after leaving the land they used to belong?
What did they bring with them? What were the memories that still wave at them, call them?
I am really curious to know what do they expect from the land that is different from theirs?
How did they own it?
How does the local politics work?
How did they merge themselves into the culture without losing their identity?
I have been working on all of those questions that trigger my thoughts.
He received his B.F.A in Painting from Govt. College of Art & Craft, Agartala, Tripura West. (2011-2015), and his
M.F.A in Painting from Chamrajendra Govt. College of Visual Arts (CAVA), Mysore, Karnataka.(2015-2017).
Although I have done my PG in Painting, I like working with various mediums such as videography, site specific installation, textile design, drawings, and graphic novels.
My works are about my people and the land. I grew up in a land where most people are migrants even in my family I'm the first child who was born in India.
I always wonder, how do they feel as migrants?
How did they feel after leaving the land they used to belong?
What did they bring with them? What were the memories that still wave at them, call them?
I am really curious to know what do they expect from the land that is different from theirs?
How did they own it?
How does the local politics work?
How did they merge themselves into the culture without losing their identity?
I have been working on all of those questions that trigger my thoughts.
The Dusk from Partha Banik on Vimeo.
The Dusk
A land in Tripura, shares the border with Bangladesh by three sides.
Long ago, in various times, migrants of nearby places have come on the shoreline of the river Gomati and gradually they created a colony, called Sonamura. They were no longer migrants, rather they own that land. In that land, they farm, they love, they quarrel, they even talk about things secretly and peep into each other's lives, but there comes a time when everyone forgets everything and prays together for a ‘better tomorrow and life for all’ and the evening comes and life goes on…
A land in Tripura, shares the border with Bangladesh by three sides.
Long ago, in various times, migrants of nearby places have come on the shoreline of the river Gomati and gradually they created a colony, called Sonamura. They were no longer migrants, rather they own that land. In that land, they farm, they love, they quarrel, they even talk about things secretly and peep into each other's lives, but there comes a time when everyone forgets everything and prays together for a ‘better tomorrow and life for all’ and the evening comes and life goes on…
