Painting

Before I Knew the Name of God

A light came in so brightly in a place I thought light could never reach—uninvited, generous. It illuminated what had been quietly building there, unnoticed. Just know there is this: the way something unseen fills the emptiness, the way light... More

Painting

Core

To look at my veins is to see the trees, the sky, and the people who made me. To feel the subtle bumps beneath my skin is to trace the living map of breath and blood, to sense the quiet pulse of the world moving through me. In this painting,... More

Installation

Everything That Touched You

Installation shot of my thesis, "Everything That Touched You".

Painting

If You Could Just

If you could just pause for a moment, to feel the brush of fabric against your skin and the air whispering along the surface of your body, you might begin to sense it. The space where cloth gives way to flesh acts as an invitation, not simply... More

Painting

Just Once, Over and Over

I depict a banyan tree, its roots hanging and tangling above the ground, suspended like a breath held in the air. Its branches and roots tangle, twist, stretch outward like memory itself. The banyan begins as an epiphyte clinging to a host, and... More

Work by

Tia Babbar

Drawing & Painting

“I am in love with a world that feels still and full, when energy seems to hum quietly at the edges of our awareness. These are the moments that linger, soft and blurred, in the spaces between. In...” [More]

Artwork Collection

Award Jurying

Before I Knew the Name of God

A light came in so brightly in a place I thought light could never reach—uninvited, generous. It illuminated what had been quietly building there, unnoticed. Just know there is this: the way something unseen fills the emptiness, the way light... More

Core

To look at my veins is to see the trees, the sky, and the people who made me. To feel the subtle bumps beneath my skin is to trace the living map of breath and blood, to sense the quiet pulse of the world moving through me. In this painting,... More

Everything That Touched You

Installation shot of my thesis, "Everything That Touched You".

If You Could Just

If you could just pause for a moment, to feel the brush of fabric against your skin and the air whispering along the surface of your body, you might begin to sense it. The space where cloth gives way to flesh acts as an invitation, not simply... More

Just Once, Over and Over

I depict a banyan tree, its roots hanging and tangling above the ground, suspended like a breath held in the air. Its branches and roots tangle, twist, stretch outward like memory itself. The banyan begins as an epiphyte clinging to a host, and... More

Work by

Tia Babbar

“I am in love with a world that feels still and full, when energy seems to hum quietly at the edges of our awareness. These are the moments that linger, soft and blurred, in the spaces between. In...” [More]