The name cactus is derived from Greek kaktos, which was used for a spiny plant whose identity is not certain. I am interested in the slippages created by the uncertainty in terms of identity and how they allow something (or someone) to traverse through several different or new identities. This, along with the tenacity and adaptability of the cactus, in some way mirrors and references the urban sprawl, development and life in metropolises in our country. The masculine associations of a cactus are contrasted with a soft and feminine material like cloth. There is an inherent irony and artifice in its construction, which challenges the viewer and demands a total suspension of disbelief. These cloth cacti are grouped with objects which are not functional/do not serve their specific function anymore. Their identity is uncertain too. These groupings attempt transformations, perhaps as a new suggestion or possibility?