All
these humanities which we wouldn't know without Singh, he delivers
to us so we don't ever escapes from ourselves. These mysteries of otherness
set Singh appart and serve as his driving force, his nourishment, histransfusion,
his internal bass line, his cadence. His rigor is to preserve the white,
which in reality are our deserts, our "terra incognita".
Confidentially,
Singh is a "Mirror dealer" and even if he plunged his hand
into the darkness, his hand will never turn black, his hand is impermeable
to the night.
Daniel
Bégard, art critic / December 1997.