“Sandeep Mukherjee’s studio isn’t far from my home, and I often go there as a break from my own work. In the past year, more often than not, he’s sitting on a massive painting, with a rag and a bowl of Windex, wiping away at blues and greens covering the floor like a reverse fresco. His images resist representation and call to mind a thing covered over, the thing that seems of nature but is not named in the natural world…”
National Book Festival: Claudia Rankine Writes To Thomas Jefferson
The Washington post, August 29, 2015