Her figures aren’t mere silhouettes; they’re embodiments of autonomy. They stretch, fold, and reach, often with enlarged limbs and elongated fingers, as though she’s giving that inner self full rein to breathe outward. Through gentle yet bold hues, her women are both intimate and infinite — not bound by realistic colour, but liberated by gradient, gesture, and presence.
Joshi’s practice is deeply personal. She says her work explores the search for self-determination — autonomy over her mind, body, and spirit. Her creative process is a kind of therapy, a way to work through inner constraints and inherited roles. In interviews, she speaks openly about burnout, mental health, and even Graves’ disease, and how art became a space for her to reclaim her voice.
What’s powerful about her art is how quietly political it is. By rendering nude forms that are anonymous yet resonant, she reshapes tradition. In one series, she subverts the classical nude by using vivid gradients instead of flesh tones, offering what she calls “a more otherworldly aspect” to these women. Their faces are often understated — minimal or even faceless — but their gestures, especially their hands, carry meaning. She uses yogic mudras, symbolic postures that communicate more than words ever could.