Quetta: Exhibition of works of art made from discarded items

The students of Fine Arts Department of University of Balochistan in Quetta organized an art festival in which works of art were made using old discarded items.

The festival started on March 13 and continued till March 17. Through installations, students of fine art exhibited their works by installing them under an idea.

The participating artists in this exhibition highlighted the works of poets in addition to old letterbooks, audio tapes and cassettes.

Among them was Najeeb Baloch, an artist who recalled the audio tapes and cassettes used to play music in homes during the time of his forefathers.

Najib said: ‘The point of this thinking is that things that are gone, like the era of audio tapes and cassettes that were in every home, are gone.’

He said: ‘To relive these memories, I have kept the audio tape inside a cage, hanging in a dark room, so as soon as someone walks in, turning on the power switch will play the tape. begins, to which old-time music echoes.’

Najib says that the purpose of locking the tape and cassette in the cage is that those memories were like a bird and as soon as the cage was opened, they all flew away, that is, they are all memories now, things have become anecdotal, like this. We can only remember them.’

A table is set up in a dark room with an old-fashioned clock and some books on it. It is not written.

It is Qasim Ali Bugti who has named his theme in reference to anonymous entities. He said that the purpose of this art is to remember anonymous personalities and to highlight their work.

Qasim Ali said: ‘All this I made by looking at the work of my father, who has written poems in Balochi language, in which one poem consists of about 150 stanzas, but despite being the son of such a great poet, I did not like these poems. has to be introduced.’

According to Qasim: ‘What I am writing on paper, I am writing what my father said, it means that I am writing and working but people are not seeing it, nothing on paper. It is not written and I later tear it up and sit down to write another one.’