Antardrishti

The outer form is a frame. The real seeing begins within. This tee sits at the edge of the visible and the internal — washed in dusty rose, worn like memory. The artwork on the back unravels like a deity through a kaleidoscope: human, symbolic, mirrored, strange. It’s not asking you to understand. It’s asking you to notice. The figure stands still, but everything around it moves — a visual metaphor for the quiet chaos inside us all.