Svarga: Where Peace Reigns Eternal
Mixed-Media Analog Collage, 50x40 cm, Found Material, Japanese Watercolor and Gold Leaf Paint, Bombay Ink on Watercolor Paper
Exhibition: Places that Aren’t, Božidarac National Gallery, Belgrade, Serbia, 2025
The Bhagavata Purana (Canto 3.11.28):
“The heavenly planets (Svarga-loka) are full of all material opulences, beautiful celestial gardens, fragrant breezes, and eternal spring.”
Consider yourself lucky if you are one of the few that Indra allows into his radiant celestial realm of Svarga, where virtuous souls are rewarded with divine pleasures, serene beauty, and the company of gods, basking in the fruits of their good deeds. Governed by cosmic order and suffused with bliss, it is not an eternal resting place but rather, a luminous waystation on the soul’s greater journey toward liberation. But what if the paradise awaiting us isn’t so eternal after all, and what if we’re meant to be dragged back to the cycle of earthly repetition, forever bound to the eons of reincarnation - or worse yet, flailing cyclically and remembering all that came before? - Moshe Shamah
Svarga: Where Peace Reigns Eternal
Mixed-Media Analog Collage, 50x40 cm, Found Material, Japanese Watercolor and Gold Leaf Paint, Bombay Ink on Watercolor Paper
Exhibition: Places that Aren’t, Božidarac National Gallery, Belgrade, Serbia, 2025
The Bhagavata Purana (Canto 3.11.28):
“The heavenly planets (Svarga-loka) are full of all material opulences, beautiful celestial gardens, fragrant breezes, and eternal spring.”
Consider yourself lucky if you are one of the few that Indra allows into his radiant celestial realm of Svarga, where virtuous souls are rewarded with divine pleasures, serene beauty, and the company of gods, basking in the fruits of their good deeds. Governed by cosmic order and suffused with bliss, it is not an eternal resting place but rather, a luminous waystation on the soul’s greater journey toward liberation. But what if the paradise awaiting us isn’t so eternal after all, and what if we’re meant to be dragged back to the cycle of earthly repetition, forever bound to the eons of reincarnation - or worse yet, flailing cyclically and remembering all that came before? - Moshe Shamah