I realise after deliberating over a painting for hours, that what I really want to make is a place that I would love to visit… To sit where the Lotus bloom… Where wild grass grows, and maybe it’s visited by a firefly or two… 😊.
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The Lotus invade my psyche… I dream about them in silent ponds, going about their business of blooming. I see the colour of water change around them in my minds eye… It completes my joy in the process of art making.
I ease out each leaf from the background and make them cluster around like friends. From their midst I make a Lotus rise, like a queen, regal and brilliant.
Art becomes more than just an act of applying colours… For a short period of time I play the role of a creator, in the limited universe of my canvas… 💕
The set is complete… It’s been a joy to paint and put in little fish and make some Lotus bloom in the vicinity of the studio… 😊
Sometimes a doodle or a fun process in the sketch book demands to be elaborated and explored…. This is what my thumbnail sketch is evolving into 😊
Some blobs of paint, a selection of brushes, a surface to work on and imagination…. LOADS of it! And patience, to build up from nothing, a dream that exists only within you. An ephemeral idea that burns, sometimes brightly, at other times mildly and needs to be attended to.
This excitement of capturing something intangible and giving it some sort of form for the world to see, is art for me.
It takes me to places within me that I never knew existed. It introduces me to parts of my personality I didn’t know were there. It makes me observe nature like it might my last view of it. And while doing this, I miss nothing. My world is complete. I am in the world that I create. I am a bee hovering over a blooming Lotus and I am the shadow under a languid Lotus leaf…. And when it is all done, I wash my brushes and gently come back to this other world and drive myself home… Cocooned in silence and peace that even the raging traffic and piercing horns cannot penetrate….
This is art for me.
The expanse of a lake filled with blooming Lotus can relax any mind. Even when painting in the studio, the feeling is similar. As I choose colors and blend them, moving way back to see if there is a sense of space in my canvas, I feel touched by an unknown power. It imparts peace and joy and a strange contentment that makes me feel complete… I want for nothing then, except to share that beautiful joy with others … ☺️🌼