vans they are

In India, My father is a manufacturer, wholesaler and retailer of school uniforms, carrying with him a team of at least hundred workers. I realise how much I owe to these people. 

The mannequins on display spread across the second floor of Tekka Center,  stacked up uniformly, adorn vibrant costumes that have always reminded me of the exuberance of India. The headless mannequins now haunt as I think of the sheer number of workers who have lost their jobs and lives during this pandemic. 

Capturing these mannequins to reconcile with the weight of privilege as I sit in Singapore, comfortably.