To make me realise
There is something about watercolours. One can be as playful with them as children with their first set of paints or restrained like somebody overly trained.
I find myself governed by my mood. Sometimes I am reckless and experimentative and confident enough to make the colours run riot, and at other times, like in the making of this one, I am almost sluggish. Enjoying every stroke and merging colours with a gentleness I don’t always possess.
All I understand about art has come to me by my own journey of creativity. It has come after putting aside innumerable voices, some true and some false telling me about what I can and cannot do…. And quite like the blooming of a Lotus, one petal at a time, I have opened myself up to what lies within me…. 😊
With every stroke I realise
Just how unique existence is
The dance is always within us
Sometimes we forget the rhythm
The song is always within us
Sometimes we forget the lyrics
The story is always within us us
Sometimes we forget the words
The answers are all within us
Sometimes we forget the questions
Everything that we need, is there
It’s just that we forget….
Spending time collecting that which is on the ground, fallen, discarded, worthless but beautiful, nevertheless.
They give hope…. A flower bloomed, a seed was formed and life moved on…. 😊
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Of late, the only reason I scan the papers is for inspiration. The reading material leaves me sad, invairably. But, it is in photographs from around the world that I find some connect with humanity and beauty.
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