‘Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.’ ~ Rumi This is one of my favorite quotes because it resonates on so many levels. For me, art is love expressing itself in visual
Doorways and openings are symbolic structures that have great significance in our daily lives. Moving through difficulties or challenges, entering into new spaces and opportunities, leaving sadness, loss, a broken heart – doors and openings provide the transition point to change. Travel led me to discover and develop a love
The recent and untimely loss of a very dear friend has led me to face up to the fact that some emotions are very tough to deal with. It made me realize how tempting it is to simply turn away from such painful emotions – as tempting as it is
Once again, an inspiring interlude in my day, a sifting through old photographs and this time it is my travels to Turkey and those intriguing elements of Turkish culture. I am transported to the dark light, a dozen or so musicians appear wearing long black cloaks and tall, earthen-coloured
People ask me, “what are you going to do now that you are back in India?” They want to hear about my next idea, my next plan, my next endeavour. When I can only answer, “I really don’t know.” I feel my disappointment roll into theirs – and we are
When was the last time any of you picked up a paintbrush or a coloring pencil? Maybe it’s been a while, but what about the last time you doodled in your notebook during a meeting? Most of us, when we think of art, tend to think it’s not for us.
My earliest memory of painting by numbers is from when I was around 13. The Sunday edition of the newspaper would carry a children’s section and I would spend all morning painting. The thought of seeing the image appear as if by magic, is a very vivid one. For the
Have you discovered blackout poetry yet? Simply put, it is a form of “found poetry” where you choose words that catch your interest or jump out at you, from a newspaper, book, or other printed text – along with a few additional words to make it flow. Then you “redact”
The first time I saw a keyboard in the house was when I was seven. It was a Casio keyboard, which my Dad had bought Mum as a birthday gift! Like any other excited kid at that age, I decided to claim ownership of this novel entity, by telling Mum