Painting
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The 7Letter Password
Akhiya stares past me into an inner room full of her paintings. Some of her canvas is slashed, others she has painted over and over. She will not show me any more, she says. Her face is a closed door but I cannot leave. She pushes away my John 3:16, her eyes empty with indifference. Continue reading
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The Boy With No Name
Happened in a few minutes, this one’s script, but the Time lapse + putting together, ah’m! For actual kids and those with heart for the Unseen. Watch time – 9 mins., and special sound delivery 👉🏼 “Appey- man*” (line loan, Johann😀) *fruit seller ‘Apple’ Continue reading
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“No, blood does not matter anymore”
We have had tea together a thousand times in these cane chairs facing her curry leaf tree and windows hung with old silk curtains. Sia is a good woman with friends and folks who love her; why wouldn’t they, she is not just strikingly entertaining, she is one of the loveliest persons I have ever Continue reading
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Re-generate!
Is it even a horse? Maybe not. Inspired by *** C.S.Lewis’ ‘Winged Horse‘, re-wiring the way I look at Renewals: worn out earth route replaced by sky map – wings; brain fatigue, taken on by new oxygen! Who said anything against that, Bro, take a walk in the direction of newnesses. “Racham” Love beyond Love. Continue reading
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April beauty
My April flower – Jacque- montia, big name for a bushling, already a favorite in our tiny balcony garden. It is war with local pigeon though, that want to nest here. One feather head, Tina born here, now tries tag her brood in, every season along with speckled partner. They are a mess, and we’ve Continue reading
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The way of Light
Everytime I break, You spill Your Light through e’en the tears in my eyes. Continue reading
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Supersonic Ka-Boom!
I’m with ears pinned back, my high frequency senses free-falling: yesterday this time it* went through parts of Bangalore city, it rattled panes, shook houses; 10+ hours earlier they heard it in Canberra…. a ‘*Supersonic Boom that our Ground & Air forces here in India are puzzled at. It felt like an earthquake in the Continue reading
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From around my home
A Letter to you: (inspired by a blog-friend) Heal Warrior, know you are Loved by a Force you cannot see, but One that sees you. Regret nothing but what you deprive yourself of tomorrow. Love generously, live every minute, I mean LIVE. Lockdown all noise that Intrudes. We deserve more than we give ourselves. You Continue reading
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Beauty for Ashes
Quenched by thirst for True Love. Did this 👇painting last year, after seeing Souza’s Christ( see below 2nd painting for also, his grand son’s Street graffiti of Goan woman praying?) Art is a language all it’s own. When I’m silenced from society and ask myself what I’m at, is when Painting kicks in. It’s like Continue reading
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You are your own brand!
This Post is for anyone celebrating their birthday today, (and everyone else) I have this urge to celebrate you, and offer a tiny prayer too from my son who’s incredible gift is prayer. If you’ve been following posts you’ll know he’s not just blind but recovering from a series of disturbing issues, but this isn’t Continue reading
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The $120 million Scream
Let me say it out loud, not just because I’m artistically inclined: Art is the Journal of our Times, the Colour of our Decibel: in an environment that might seem to be growing steadily deaf to human existential need, or isn’t it? TOI smashed it with above version of the world’s 2nd most famous painting Continue reading
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How did M.K Gandhi ever do what he did?
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mahatma_Gandhi How did one half-clothed man with a spindle do what he did? He walked into a Banquet sans suit and necktie, but with ‘loin cloth‘ representing all his brother- farmers back home in India. Oh he talked, wrote, fasted, got thrown out of here and there, was jailed, unjailed, hailed by kings and the Continue reading
