If you ever revisit Michelangelo, bring back some letters from that
grand panoramic name. Take the M, the I. Take an L. Grab the O and
pick up the N, Rearrange these melodic, pulsating letters on the stretched
canvas of changing times. And suddenly, you have milon.
The frontal facet I noticed about milon, when I first met him about
three decades ago was this Michelangelo-like versatility. The capacity
and the propensity to straddle many wild horses within a dayís journey.
This is a rare thrill that have torn and ripped many artists within
the confined frames of their lifetimes. And it has also made legends
out of the likes of Leonardo, Picasso and Satyajit Ray.
milon has traveled this path with full knowledge of the two possibilities.
And I must say he has not only drawn sap and blood from this inner
chemistry of versatility, but he has been able to invest time and
torment into each gifted quality like a loving parent.
He has lent his silken voice to the professional world of audio. He
has acted sensitively in theater and television. He has produced a
significant body of poignant. He has sketched and illustrated with
flair. And of course he has romanced the stretched canvas with passion.
Only in the highly unlikely event where in admirers and critics from
all these diverse fields might meet and exchange notes, can milonís
true evaluation be attempted. Until then the followers of fine art
can marvel at the range and depth of milon, the painter.
milonís paintings have been a colourful harvest of the angst and energy
he has sown in the furrows of his challenging and eventful life. He
has seen, lived and embraced life with open arms and an open mind.
Blood, sweat and tears have lent a rare fluency to his lines. His
sketches have radiated the heat of burning charcoal. From the linear
to the spatial, from the critical to the eclectic, from the topmost
topical to etchings of the eternal, milonís stages and styles as the
evolving painter have been a dynamic reflection of his mercurial versatility.
His themes have stretched the colourful rainbow and have shot whistling
arrows at the heart. From hunger to solitude, from turmoil to music,
milonís furious brush strokes have challenged the art collectorís
cosmetic conventions. With an unstated disdain for the emperor's crown,milon
has time and again opted for the life of the gladiator.
He has traveled the world of his preference, and has poised and painted
in cities like Dubai, Kuwait, Sydney and Paris . His one man shows
has dotted far wider longitudes and his canvases are in the private
and corporate collection of the expanding new world of Indian art.
A Bengali at heart and an Indian in his roots, milon lives and works
in the glittering metropolis of Mumbai. Where staying alive and staying
true are achievements he celebrates with dancing lines and bursting
colours, against the conjured backdrop of frenzied and rustic drumbeats
of an unsung India. -Ashok Roy