Do Good. Feel Good- The Color Caravan
This festive season I request you to add some Do good to the Feel good factor in your life. Help me pay it forward. Help me help The Color Caravan add some new programs to their winter session. I am…
Category narrative story telling
Ki Banu Duniya Da?
Midweek musings – 21st Aug Working this afternoon I am reminded of a more gentle time when I was younger and full of hope. I still have hope but am losing it fast! So much has changed… I happened to…
A Helmet for Nikolina
I’ve had the pleasure of working with Bobbee Singh of Old Delhi Motorcycles on ‘The Fusion Projects’ last year. We bonded over discussing the tank I painted for Royal Enfield. You can read about and see pictures and video of…
Homegrown – Feb 2018
I chanced upon this article quite by accident. A happy accident! What a wonderful way to start the day 🙂 Thank you Julian Manning, for the shout out in your Feb 2018 article in the HomeGrown on the Royal Enfield…
Champa
This is Champa. She was my friend Swati Seth’s daughter. Rescued from Champa Galli in Delhi. She lived with Swati for 18 months before getting picked up by a leopard. But in those 18 months, she meant everything to Swati.…
The Blue Period
I do believe that one can learn a lot from just plain observation. But observation with purpose is the goal – where the goal of learning something is front and center. That is also why I do progression videos of…
Re-birth and Renewal
This paint splattered green kurta is about rebirth and renewal. It is the second ‘self-portrait’ in a set of three. I let so many negative people and things make me bitter for a while. But that bitterness started to hurt…
Paint splattered!!
That black kurta speaks of the pain I endured. This next one I hope to be of healing. This olive green kurta is also about five years old now. It has seen me through many days and nights of painting.…
X marks the spot
Insert here… In an earlier post I mention this black kurta that could probably replace me at events. What probably cannot be stressed enough is just how much this kurta has seen and been through with me. It is almost…
Hung out to dry
This black kurta in so many ways is me. It has been a constant companion over the last five odd years. It has seen much and been through much. In fact a few months ago I was invited to an…