TAMASHA
An art exhibition exploring a theatre of thought, emotion and absurdity.
A manifesto of emotion-led creativity in the age of algorithms.
This isn’t just an art exhibit. It’s an emotional rebellion. A riot of colour against the grey monotony of performance metrics and perfect reels.
Born in a gap year not meant to pause but to unravel, Tamasha is Parinya Santlani’s bold dive into chaos, contradiction, and creation. Each piece began as an AI-generated idea, guided only by instinct and imagination, and was then painstakingly translated by hand onto canvas. The result? A rare collaboration between machine precision and human vulnerability.
But Tamasha isn’t about tech. It’s about truth.
It’s about feeling too much in a world that keeps asking us to feel less. It’s about celebrating the absurd, the unpredictable, the emotional mess that comes with being young in a time that demands clarity. It’s a visual circus of drama, humour, and discomfort because sometimes, the most meaningful art doesn’t soothe. It stirs.
Tamasha invites you not just to look, but to feel. To laugh, to ache, to question. And to remember that there is power in pausing, in expressing, and in choosing chaos over control-
if only for a moment.
Welcome to Tamasha.
You’re not here to understand. You’re here to feel.
The Inauguration
An honour to have Dr. Lakshyaraj Singh Mewar, Devyani Jaipuria, and Dr. Aseem Chauhan inaugurate the show.
The Paintings
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Gulabi Nagri – A Love Letter
Gulabi Nagri is a celebration of Jaipur in all its layered glory. A city where history stands tall beside everyday life, where colours speak louder than words, and where chaos and calm coexist at every turn.
This painting brings together the sights, sounds, and spirit that make Jaipur unforgettable. From iconic monuments and street vendors to familiar shopfronts and quiet corners, every element reflects a piece of the city’s collective memory. It's filled with moments that anyone who has lived here or even visited long enough will recognise and hold close.
More than a cityscape, this is an emotional map. A tribute to the details that often go unnoticed, but never unremembered. Jaipur, in all its pink, noise, and nostalgia.
Jugalbandi
Jugalbandi is a tribute to the quiet duet of lifelong companionship. Borrowing its name from classical music, where two distinct voices come together in harmony, this piece reflects a relationship built not on sameness but on deep understanding. It’s about shared glances, familiar silences, and the kind of bond that doesn’t need to speak to be felt.
In My Streets
Welcome to the urban jungle—where bulls hustle, pigs push through, hippos plough on, and chimps wrestle with spreadsheets lit in neon.
This series captures slices of city life through playful yet pointed personas. Each figure reflects a role, a grind, a dream—distinct in story, yet bound by the same streets.
It’s a celebration of everyday chaos, where difference doesn’t divide—it defines. No hierarchy. Just raw, lived reality.
Old Souls
No drama, no filters—just a man and his dog, vibing through life together. “Old Souls” is a quiet ode to the kind of bond that doesn’t need words. Loyal, low-key, and forever in sync. It’s about the love that sticks—side by side, ride or die.
I Sat Down to Play Myself
A zebra breaks its black-and-white mould—colour explodes from its body while the head stays monochrome. It’s about identity, the masks we wear, and the chaos we hide. The piano? A metaphor for trying to make sense of it all. This piece asks: can we ever play our full, unfiltered self?
Teen Tigada Kaam Bigada
What happens when three strong energies collide? Chaos. Or maybe something unexpectedly beautiful. This piece explores the mess we create in our minds, our relationships, and our world. Is disorder always a setback, or can it be part of growth?
Sometimes the most powerful outcomes come from what doesn't go to plan.
Welcome to the urban jungle—where bulls hustle, pigs push through, hippos plough on, and chimps wrestle with spreadsheets lit in neon.It’s a celebration of everyday chaos, where difference doesn’t divide—it defines. No hierarchy. Just raw, lived reality.
The Last Drag
A cigarette, almost done. A skyscraper, just begun.
The Last Drag explores the burnout behind ambition—where smoke becomes steel and every puff fuels progress. It's a quiet reminder that sometimes, what we build rises from what we let burn.
Shanti Bomb: Detonate Gently
What happens when you pack a grenade with roses? You get a Shanti Bomb, a piece that explodes ideas, not buildings.
This bold, cheeky canvas flips the narrative on violence, transforming a symbol of war into a vessel of calm. It’s protest with petals. A rebellion wrapped in bloom.
Because sometimes, the loudest statement is the gentlest one.
Khamoshi
Khamoshi captures a moment of stillness between human and machine, where emotion exists without words. It reflects on intimacy in the digital age—how even artificial connections can feel deeply personal. It isn’t about answers, but about presence. This is a portrait of modern loneliness. Bright, loud, and unspoken.
I have a Dream...
This artwork was created as a heartfelt gift for my father, inspired by his deep connection to Martin Luther King Jr.’s iconic speech. It’s more than a portrait, it’s a tribute to the power of hope, vision, and the courage it takes to dream of a better, more compassionate world.
Not for sale — at any cost.
Finance Guy
Meet Finance Guy—not your average bull. Dressed like a Wall Street regular but chewing on existential dread, he’s part cow, part consultant, and fully done with the market. It’s a character study of ambition, disillusionment, and the quiet chaos behind the suits. He’s bullish, but not on life.
Home Is Where the Heart Is
In a world obsessed with movement and becoming, this piece offers a quiet return,to self, to stillness, to sanctuary.
It explores the invisible architecture of belonging, where “home” is not a place but a feeling we carry within.
Born out of a longing for comfort amidst chaos, it is a gentle reminder that safety is not always built in walls, but in the soft spaces of our inner world.
A tribute to emotional grounding and to finding home, even when we feel far from it.
Gali se Ghar Tak
From the alley to the home. This is a vibrant tribute to the characters who make up the rhythm of Indian streets. It captures the charm, chaos and colour of daily life, turning routine into a performance and the ordinary into art.
It celebrates the beauty of movement, noise and neighbourhood, the kind of stories you don’t find in headlines, but in every corner of every gali...
Bhed-Chaal
A horse in leopard print and neon shades? It’s not trying to fit in—it’s trying to be seen. This cheeky piece turns identity into performance, swagger into satire. Is it blending in, standing out, or just playing the game? “Bhed-Chaal” is a wild take on how we wear who we are.