A steel sundial stands in the courtyard of Pepper House, angled at exactly 32 degrees north. That's the latitude of Palestine. Here's what's inside Pepper House at the Kochi Biennale
15,000 terracotta pieces, each sold for one rupee. Durgesh Prajapati and 14 Kumhar artisans transform traditional pottery into powerful contemporary art.
Ejum Riba examines Indigenous erasure and the history of the Adi people in "Simulation & Abor Wars." These paintings for Students' Biennale Kochi explore the complexities of the British Raj, decolonial practice, and the personal family histories that shape our view of the past.
Group 7+1 Collective presents "Wor(l)d Building Exercise" at Students’ Biennale Kochi 2024. This interactive installation invites visitors to build metaphorical cities with inscribed wooden blocks, highlighting workers and narratives often made invisible by progress.
Sharan B transforms what most ignore—dried leaves, fish bones, and wood scraps—into delicate sculptures like "Re-Seen Cockroach." This work at Students’ Biennale Kochi invites us to find beauty in overlooked wonders and reconsider the creatures we often dismiss.
Anurag Singraur transforms discarded printers into "rod-bots" in "Who is the Print-er?" for Students’ Biennale Kochi. This kinetic installation explores the labor of creation and the poetry of e-waste, turning mechanical movement into art.
Inheritance of the Hand by Mohammad Riyaz and Aman Kumar Bavariya uses manjarpat fabric to explore colonial resistance, farmer struggles, and memory. This collaboration for Students’ Biennale Kochi 2024 turns raw muslin into a powerful canvas of history and dignity
As Fort Kochi's self proclaimed resident café cat, I spend my days prowling between the best coffee, food spots in town, napping in sunny windowsills, and observing your peculiar two-legged behaviors.
Explore the unique flavors of Tibet in coastal Kerala. Our guide covers cozy spots near Santa Cruz Basilica serving authentic momos and noodles. Perfect for a quick, flavorful meal.
...I couldn’t help but feel a flicker of gratitude in my fur. It's so much easier in the cat world. We don’t really care for labels. Gender isn't that popular a concept, as are most boxes that aren't cardboard.
This story begins on the breezy, sun-drenched shores of Fort Cochin in 1350...My great-grandmother told it to my mother, she told it to me, and now–dear reader–I tell it to you.
