Bhajju Shyam: My pattern is made up of linked leaf chains that make up the canopy of a tree.

Bhajju Shyam: I had seen foreigners before — in London, I realised something strange. My colour was different, my language was taken away from me… I myself had become a foreigner.

Bhajju Shyam: In the beginning, before the creator made the world, there was emptiness… nothing at all. Then came water.

Visual narrative brings together stories of origins, transformations and endings from the Gond tribe.

Bhajju Shyam: Into this place, the creator streamed the breath of life. Air was born.

Stories and exquisite art from some of the finest living artists, on the most universal of themes: the sun and the moon.