Suresh Jayaram is a familiar personality as a painter who ventures into other media, writer, teacher and friendly spirit behind his home-based gallery cum artists' residency. His recent exhibition there (1 Shanthi Road Studio/Gallery, November 1 to 3) was a rather autobiographical evocation of his intimate relationship with the city.

The larger and smaller prints from digital photographs suggest different sides of Suresh's sensitivity as its responds to existing - diverse yet always connected - sights and moods. A number of shots look at characteristic scenes, from under the chaotic excess bringing out their ethos as well as interpreting them with warmth, bemusement and a note of mischievous humour.

Chance proximity of objects generates an endearing naivety of kitsch, be it a cluttered, blurring shop window at night or an assembly of popular monuments ready for sale. Lyricism fills the minimal, gently angled shots of a coffee counter and the Mahatma Gandhi bronze with a bird.

There are images of busy domestic closeness around cooking. The artist is present indirectly as his jacket drying beside his mother's sari, as traces of his actions arranging plants in the window or transferring seeds and leaves onto canvas, as his shadow on the ground mingled with a shower of blossoms.

The letter, like one with female mannequin legs dominated by such a male figure, belongs among the best images here, which sometimes tend to be vague. The single installation with a bed covered by lush red flowers that gradually withered was a touching gesture related to what Suresh practices in the park nearby.