the-lack-of emerges as a constellation of gestures across platforms—a repository where actions accumulate, disperse, and resurface.

We gather around absences: the hollow where intimacy should pulse, the silence that swallows honesty, the void community once filled. These conversations—the ones that could crack open culture's calcified shell, that might redraw the territories we're told define us—have become endangered frequencies.
 

The white cube suffocates. Galleries and fairs perform their tired choreography of exclusion, their classist liturgies, their casteist rituals. We refuse these diminished theaters, these pale echoes of Western canonicity that masquerade as universal language. The radical act now is simple: making thought breathe in open air.

the-lack-of is both withdrawal and advance—a stepping sideways into unmapped terrain. Here, pause becomes practice. Here, the experimental and the intimate converge outside sanctioned spaces of display.
We gather what has been scattered. We tend what has been neglected. We create alongside the gaps where something essential once lived, or might yet live.

This is an invitation to the margins where new forms wait to be born.

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-Vishal Kumaraswamy, 2019-2020