Fiona Mukherjee - Artist in Tokyo

Fiona Mukherjee

I'm an artist in Tokyo, Japan

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About me

Manipulating standard notions of reality to surreal proportions in my canvas, I dwell on the borders of regionalism, sexual dynamics and social masks. Having journeyed all the way from the pop colours and miniature paintings of India, to pastels and strokes of Japan, I am trying to conjure a certain natural harmony in my work, scrapping and tuning acrylics to emotional needs. I live, work, and am forever inspired in Tokyo.

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My Creations

  1. Winter tales

    25 May 2019
    Winter tales

    Acrylic on stretched canvas.

  2. Underwater

    25 May 2019
    Underwater

    Acrylic on stretched canvas.

  3. Little boxes made of ticky tacky.

    25 May 2019
    Little boxes made of ticky tacky.

    Acrylic on stretched canvas.

  4. My creation

    25 May 2019
    My creation

    I saw this man in an anonymous illustration and couldn't help bringing him in my story.

    Ink on handmade paper.

  5. Feelings, here and there

    1 June 2019
    Feelings, here and there

    This is how Tokyo looks, at a first glance, if you manage to get a window seat and a twilight landing. Fucked up. This is also how the inside of your head looks like: water, some nerves, a little blood, some more dirty water, and darkness. Fucked up. This is... continue reading (0, 1 image)

  6. Will o'-wisps and memories.

    4 June 2019
    Will o'-wisps and memories.

    Water swept back again and again
    Licking out the dark scar across my heart
    Like blood caressing a wound
    I was stabbed last night
    I wouldn't speak of it.
    I will choose to be that white tree
    Baring her bones out
    Coming from nowhere
    Going nowhere
    In the darkness of... continue reading (0, 1 image)

  7. Memories Bring Back Memories

    8 October 2020
    Memories Bring Back Memories

    Memories bring back memories.

    I am not a fan of listening to music on the go, so my phone’s playlist mostly sucks. I have voice recordings sent from friends who are singers, some poetry, and a few songs that my friends have cared to share with me. Yes, I have... continue reading (4, 1 image)

  8. Lockdown collage 01

    30 October 2020

    With a strand of hair in front of my glasses, I couldn’t see a thing. I could actually see everything, but I couldn’t concentrate. It lay there like a line in front of my eyes, and blurred my vision. My patents were due, and I was supposed to write and... continue reading (3, 0 images)

  9. Varanasi: A ferry-tale

    30 October 2020
    Varanasi: A ferry-tale

    “So madam, you two have come to Banaras alone?” Mohan asked as he grated ginger into the milk tea boiling in a coked pot. It smelt of Assam, and my grandmother. She is very picky with her tea and the right amount of sugar, which is, five spoons of it... continue reading (8, 1 image)