AFTER HOURS

Pictures from Asmi's day with us after school.
First us in the car on the way home from school, taken by daddy in the front seat.
Then, her exploring paints. 

TOKENS OF LOVE

A zoomed in view of a flower from daddy's bouquet for mom. 

Gori and Bruno

A mixture of Gori and Bruno 

Testing the Waters with my S5

Home:

Among the first few pictures with the NIKON S5. Pictures of home and Dad cooking with Kanchi waiting expectantly.


 

ILLUMINE

Diwali Pictures are always so beautifully radiant. 

THE BIRD OF PARADISE

This here is the bird of paradise in the back garden. They are so strikingly beautiful!

Photo by Bhots 

TAMURA

Snapshots of our suddenly planned-or unplanned:)-dinner at Tamura. Complete with the creative origami endeavors of daddy and mummy. 

YASHASHWI

 

SELF-PORTRAIT CHALLENGE

 

BABY LOVE

Adorable Asmi and Smartie Sanskar at school 

LIFETIME LOVERS

Old China White pictures from dad and mom's anniversary. Happy Anniversary :)


 

conversation hoggers

CONVERSATION HOGGERS

Are people who:

Talk louder than the next person so they’re heard better and can out-converse the next person.

Interrupt mid-conversation and then talk louder than you.

Talk in the middle of everyone else’s sentences and ideas.

TRACY CHAPMAN

Lines off her song Be and Be Not Afraid.

ARISTOTLE

butterflies and dreams

watercolour angel

done in the midddle of exams (as always).

DOODLINGS

october 21st doodlings

Puja for the dogs in all its fun and chaos!!
Tora, Dolly, Kanchi, Gori and Snubby

For Real

THE PERFECT
HE-LOVES-ME-HE-LOVES-ME-NOT FLOWER

from our garden.
Photo by Bhots

new paint bottles adding colour to my life, my journal, and my blog

my new muse

this is the book i'm starting to read today. if it moves me, inspires me, you'll be hearing a lot about this in the coming week.
mahima.

chai chai chai

explaining my links

BRUSHSTROKES is my project and ideas blog. go there if you want ideas to create and write and fun swaps and exchanges.

The Kalimpong Diaries, is a collaborative blog by pallavi, chamki and me. its just recent and progress and posting is slow..but its getting there. :)

pallavi is a friend. her blog is mostly writing, thought process and reflection.

chamki is also a friend. her blog is images and moods and disconnected sentences.

everyday matters is the brilliant, wholly absorbing weblog by danny gregory with notes on life and art and everything in between. some great illustrations and ideas.

drawn is the ultimate illustrators link resource centre!

the braille trail...you have to see for yourself what it is to understand how fabulous it is- bot as an idea and a reality.

wish jar journal is keri smith's blog.she is an illustrator i have admired for ages! an inspiration!

teesha moore...well, teesha moore is one of my original muses. from her art journals to the collages and artfests! a must see re her journal pages!!

52 projects is just great! you must visit it! its a list of some of the coolest projects on the net!

Wild Mood Swings is just the coolest idea ever! whatever mood you are in, go in there and have a look!

Richard's Blog is a blog full of travel in France and around the world with extensive lists of travel blogs, photo blogs and fun blogs!

Crafty Girl and Creative Collage both belong to artist Kelly Angard and have heaps of inspiration. a must visit for me all the time! :)

dew drops at dawn

by: mohit
kathmandu

a cup-o-cafe latte

ASMI with GORI

there's asmi just home from school, getting her thrill playing with gori.

IDEAS for the creatively starved

* write an entire journal in haikus- capturing only i.m.a.g.e.s., moods, feelings of all your experiences.

* write a journal entry with as many different (unusual) mediums as possible: leaves, fingers, sponges, nailpolish, chalk, ash, mud, lipstick.. see the t.e.x.t.u.r.e.s. and effects they give you. hint: try and make it as aesthetically pleasing as possible. :)

* "and why should love stop at the border?" RESPOND to this.

* write a love note to someone in images, colour and writing. mail it.

* carry your j.o.u.r.n.a.l. with you. every little while- every stoplight, every coffee break, every half hour...- take your journal out and sketch one thing you see from where you're sitting/standing. i did this yesterday and i sketched: a fabric rack with cloth rolls, my dog's expression, my breakfast, my computer screen, the view from my car window, .... etc. :) when you get home, paint/fill in colour into the pages.

* paint, collage, and crayon your pages. do pages and pages till your creativity lasts. for as many days as it lasts. when you're done, start using these pages as journal pages..record for journal-ish entries around the images on your art pages, try and alter the sizing and fonts of your writing to suit the mood of the page.

* write letters in unusual paper shapes and sizes: write in long thin strips, in triangles, in circles.

* for interesting journalling and art prompts, look through the interview section of magazines. pick questions that stimulate your imagination, cut it out and paste it to the top of your page. respond in the rest of the page.

* reproduce a photograph you love in loose watercolour

* write love letters in:
haiku
paint
epistle
sonnet
images
song

* more coming...in a hurry right now. wait for an update and some scans. :)

Bhots and Asmi in my room.
I hink the best thing we can do to those we love, is be acessible to them. so they may feel understood, and loved, and not alone.

asmi colouring in grid squares.

the primary thing in art

is not to draw accurately

but to be able to imagine.

Illo Friday

to an old illustration friday topic:

C.H.A.N.G.E.

inspired by the design on a p.a.s.s.i.n.g. t.r.u.c.k. while sitting at the coffee guy one evening.
this was the colour of the truck.

this is the day divya wore a R.E.D. shirt and pallavi and surabhi happened to be wearing grey. on the way back from the c.o.f.f.e.e. g.u.y. divya walked in between pallavi and surabhi like what pallavi called:
a red tamatar sandwiched between two f.u.n.g.i.f.i.e.d. slices of bread.

DRAWING WORDS

PRAYERS ARE PERSONAL
to me BECAUSE
one cannot fully disclose to
another a side of oneself
that one is only, newly,
starting-trying-to
d.i.s.c.o.v.e.r.
takes a little time.
w.a.i.t.
a little. :)

To Pallavi

The Auden Generation

"there is no such thing as the state
and noone exists alone;
hunger leaves no choice
to the citizen or the police;
we must love one another- or die."
-W.H.Auden

[auden, of that peculiar middle generation "bracketed between the two World Wars" had so much to say: about the world, against anarchy. He, in very many ways, still holds relevane today.

a host of moderen, real poets with solid, didactic poems coming our way in literature. they are all thought (and fear) provoking,
and still u.p.l.i.f.t.i.n.g.
in their assurance that there are people speaking out, affirming f.a.i.t.h.
that there are people speaking of love, not money;
and that there are people not afraid to s.p.e.a.k.
and not afraid to p.o.l.i.t.i.c.i.z.e.
for,
if they were afraid,
we would really have no voice.

letters to lovers contd.

dear lover,
this is to you who was:
a small salute.

"at every moment in our lives, we all have one foot in a fairytale and the other in the abyss."
-paulo coelho,
eleven minutes

it was no fairytale (it missed the happy ending)-for all its potential to be one-but, maybe, a beautiful,beautiful abyss.

sometimes,

relationships become so much a part of us,
a relationship starts to become your i.d.e.n.t.i.t.y. before it happens, you always think you're above that (you're a thinking, rational person with your own opinions and i.n.d.i.v.i.d.u.a.l.i.t.y.). and when it does, it defines you in the best, most loving way.

"...oh he taught me to love him
and called me his flower
that was blooming to cheer him
through life's dreary hour
how i long to see him
and regret the dark hour
he's gone and neglected his pale wildwood flower"
"wildwood flower"
reese witherspoon,
walk the line

the break up series

"breakups make for some great writing opportunities"

someone told me recently. do they? really? without being either run-of-the-mill? or sob-story?
or thank-god-its-over? i don't want it to sound like "any break up". it isn't "any" breakup (never is when its your own).

"comfortably numb"
is what it feels like
..but a little less comfortable
...and a little ness numb
if you know what i mean.

dear divya,

sometimes,
you don't need a change.

sometimes,
everything IS ok.

sometimes,
it is enough to BELIEVE.

all times,
it is enough to LOVE.

love,

mahima.
19.09.06
mumbai

wrote this one day. and just 2 days after that, seemed more relevant to me than it would be to her.

" ... no sword
of wrath her right arm whirl'd,
but one poor poet's scroll,
and with his word
she shook the world/"

from "poet"
alfred lord tenneyson

KTM AIRPORT

the richness, the colours, the beauty

to be able to capture these

in your mind,

in your art,

in your writing

that's the goal of every artist.

the room that looks lived in, loved;
the wake up nudges from a wet muzzle of someone you love;
the opportunity,
the joy
the freedom,
the love.

-personal spaces.

HOW DO YOU KNOW HE'S THE ONE?

the associations we make

with people,

with places,

with ideals

are all subtle

often unplanned

always meaningful

this is a tranfer page: a printout that was transferred to my journal with nailpolish remover and then hand painted..

Made this while i was still in cool, comfortable Nepal. just thinking of the monsoons...and now that they're almost over, i want this up to say I SURVIVED!!!!! lol.