A word on this issue's theme.
What is art? Does its status need to be validated by the weight of its author or the place where it is displayed?
When you’re strolling along your neighbourhood streets or hustling from one taxi to another during the work day, can decrepit structures or paan-stained walls be art in themselves? Better yet, can they be imagined as canvasses for something entirely new?
This issue of The Lookout Journal focuses on what demands a re-look as ‘art’ — from things overlooked in our noisy and cluttered big cities, to what we can hold in our hands in the solitary confines of own room.