Humour: The perils and pleasures of exploring Mumbai’s public art

For all the bitter pills we had to swallow in the name of art, the city these days is throwing a few nutritious crumbs

We all have that one friend who’s an art bore. Someone for whom the brim of the glass is not wide enough and the trim of the lace not white enough. Let’s set these insufferable aesthetes aside for a liberating moment. Art – as anyone who didn’t go to art school will confirm – is a personal, subjective matter. I find it difficult to get through four lines of Wordsworth, and to so many he’s the last mellifluous word on poetry. But there’s one category of art that valiantly defies this subjective description of aesthetics: public art. It is

Public art by definition, seeks to delight and edify a large mass of people(Photo imaging: Parth Garg)

A Child Gives Birth To A Mother, one of the installations in the city

Modern art at Mumbai’s new international terminal