Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Art. Show all posts
The Invisible Ganesha
It's not just surprising but amazing how the Lord Ganesha manifests himself in so many of my drawings. I wouldn't call them drawings or sketches, they are just doodles but then I just flow, I flow as if there is an invisible hand holding my hand as I just splash the colours across my phone's screen. And the result, is this!
The Kosmic Eye
This is something that came out. I have no explanations to it. Call it abstract, call it the universe expressing itself through my eyes, I have no clue what this is about. But I prefer calling it the Kosmic Eye. A combination of Karma and the Cosmos watching over everything we do, everything that we are and everything that we have become. Its the Eye of the Creator, forever alert to all the Good and Bad in this world.
Art Attack
Lately, after my tryst with Pixlr and the varied weird art forms, I decided to move on to the next step, trying to find a place to put up the art. Oh no no...not an art gallery but something that is more publicly visible. Something where the people can actually see a painting made by a loser nerd in a dust ridden, hotbed. And so I hit upon the idea of putting it all out on tee shirts. What the heck, I have read a hundred meaningless words on tees. People have crazy stuff they call art on their coffee mugs. So what does Vinayak Gole do? He finds sites on the internet where people can actually select his art work.
Well then, I have created a store on http://www.zazzle.com/worldofwords ... The art is just about spilling out, the words are just about making sense and life is just about making sense. Now for how long, that is the question. However, the best thing is, I have something new to play with and there is some more hope that the fun doesn't end very soon in this world.
Many a times we forget that the internet is not just about Facebook but much much more. But it takes more than an iron will to break away from the Facebook addiction. Mine...is a work in progress. Next stop...http://www.cafepress.com/rambling1 .
Well then, I have created a store on http://www.zazzle.com/worldofwords ... The art is just about spilling out, the words are just about making sense and life is just about making sense. Now for how long, that is the question. However, the best thing is, I have something new to play with and there is some more hope that the fun doesn't end very soon in this world.
Many a times we forget that the internet is not just about Facebook but much much more. But it takes more than an iron will to break away from the Facebook addiction. Mine...is a work in progress. Next stop...http://www.cafepress.com/rambling1 .
The Heart
The Heart is funny. It has its share of sins and it has its share of benevolence. Its weird how the fight is constant. With different emotions playing, love, hate, peace, restlessness, ambition, pain, passion, compassion, revenge, forgiveness, the heart is perhaps the most complex repertoire of moods. An angel sometimes and sometimes, the devil himself.
Why
I have no clue why I did this one. But I guess, that's how the word spells out. Why. There are no reasons and no answers why we do certain things. Or why certain things happen to us. And we are left asking. "Why?"
But every "Why" has a flip side, a side which is a lesson, a learning. And I guess that's what I have tried in this.
The Lonely Sea
Wanted to try out something different with pixlar and couldn't think of anything really nice so decided to just let it flow. Always had this image of a boat struggling against the deadly sea. Wandering, beaten down but never defeated. Waiting to reach the shore. Waiting to live. And somehow it felt so true to our lives, we fight endlessly, with ourselves, our minds, our worlds, believing that someday life would be better. My dedication to all of us mellow fighters down there. Waiting, fighting, struggling, Winning!!!
Ganesha
One of my first experiments with Pixlar. My experiments have always been attempts to paint my mind using simple brush strokes. It was Ganesh Chaturthi and the mood was more than festive. As I sat down unaware of what to do with the brush provided, I decided to close my eyes and visualize what was going on in my mind. And all I could think about was the Lord. In all His simplicity, the strokes have brought about my vision of someone whom I have been praying to for the last 14 years. A dedication to someone who is always there.
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