To the Mumbai based artist Anindita Sing, half the mystery of the Universe lies at the secret corners of human heart. She tries to explore and perceive that unknown facet of human mind which offers unknowingly reflect itself in trifle gestures, facial expressions or even in a vacant look and such expressions filtered through my perception are recurrent in her works. It seems that human life or more precisely human relation is an unpredictable melange of light and darkness, warmth and indifference and that of love and loneliness and such relations both rooted in the family and elsewhere always make her think.
Women spontaneously find an important place in her paintings. Sometimes they are simplified human forms or sometime they are seen carefully with extravagant detail. Singh often intrudes into the innocence of a child’s world and enjoy each and every movement that is unperturbed by worldly maturity. Her painted characters with their large eyes are presented as curious onlookers of this human drama in which they themselves are active participants. She uses red, orange, burnt sienna to paint their various expressions and emotion, on the other hand purity of lemon yellow, blue or mauve are being used to reflect the childlike innocence.