Mar 10, 2015

Fixing the Unfix-able

Fixing the unfixable

It all started with wanting to sketch.. A terrible itch to sketch just about half hour before I had to go and bring back Tanush from his bus stop. Half an hour seems a good amount, if you don't have to spend the first 5 mins trying to find your supplies and the last 5 mins attending to your younger one's call to attend nature's call.. Nature seems like a good subject to sketch too with the afternoon sun lining the edges in lovely silver. 

I started the sketch in my person journal that's filled with (horrible) cartridge paper. Quick quick quick was my mantra.. A light satisfying pencil outline.. 
Some more detail.. 
Hmm something wrong.. Fix!! 
Not blending!!
Yucky paper! I'll never forgive you for it!
Oops brush stroke on the careful silver lining! Oh well!! As though the rest of the painting was supporting it in any way!!
Now the paper's turn to not forgive me! It bled to the other side! 

"Maaa!!! You wann go poopy?" (that's my 2 yo's way of saying that HE needs to attend nature's call)

A quick dash here and there, I left the painting in its sorry state and went and picked up Tanush.. 
After we came back, Tanush looked at it ans asked, 'Ma, haven't you written anything on this page? What about your today's journal?' It was too sad a page to even see it once more. But oh well.. I just thought I'll scribble about all the mistakes I made to make this classic masterpiece.. 

I don't think it looks bad anymore!!

Cat and the Art of Ignoring

Cats and the art of ignoring..

We all could take some lessons from Cats.. If they don't want to see you, they will not see you. They'll roll their heads, look in your direction, and look right through you, but never will they see you even by mistake; if they won't want to.. 
Never will they put on a show like, 'Ah!! How did I miss you standing there!?' That's for us humans.. 
A cat will proudly sit right in front of you, proclaim in his majestic silence that you are trespassing his territory and that it will never be the other way round.. 
A snob!
He'll make you wish that you'd better vanish somehow than be humiliated this way!
And the puny domestic cat is not even the King - that's for a bigger cat - But he'll hold the airs of one!

Now, that's the kind of a fierce feline egotism (read self esteem) that we sometimes need for ourselves.. 

Feb 10, 2015

Custard Apples and Eaters

Custard Apples

Anyone who has relished the custard apple, knows that these fruits are full - and really full - of seeds. In fact, you get more seed than the fruit! I know of people who have varying attitudes on how they enjoy the fruit (or not)...

There are some who just can't resist the fruit. So, they take the fruit, stand near a trash bin and enjoy it standing. They don't mind the discomforts of having to stand, with no company and, if really unlucky, then taking in the fruit fragrance with the smells that emanate from where a trash can is kept (yeah, eww..)!

Then, there are some who like to think smart and take a small vessel in hand to spit out the number of seeds.

And then, there are a few who are so intimidated by the huge number of spitting they'd have to do, and so would just satisfy themselves by taking in the fragrance and talking about how they had enjoyed the fruit so much with their friends when they were young (read, children).

Well, there are those who can not take the pains of a messy meal, pop that custard apple - flesh, seed and all - into a juicer with some milk, a little more sugar and turn it into a milk shake. They just love how they were smart to add that dairy - more nutrition!!

There are also some, who, because of the sheer mess that seems, like to just say,'I don't really like the custard apple.... by, the way, how do they really taste?' I know some in that set too! Almost all of them hadn't had a custard apple and don't even know what they are missing. They like to make it look like it doesn't matter either. Yes, if you are reading this, I did mean you!!

Me? I like to pinch a fruit open, hold it into a cup, sit by the balcony with Tanush and savor every corn that's there, in its most natural self.. Tanush and I love to call it Dragon's Tooth, for each corn looks like a tooth out of Godzilla's mouth..

Did you find yourself there too?

Feb 5, 2015

Stage Fear - (gulp) - yet again!

Gesture Study - Sooryansh

So, how do you come back on stage to face the crowd?

I have been away for so very long.. Many times I'll take my sketchbook to make a new sketch; open it and then close it.. Many times I'd open my blog to put up a new scribble, and then look at my sketch and go, 'Nah, that doesn't really look so good..' I'd yawn and browse other websites and then shut down the computer feeling sick about the time wasted on browsing.. Sometimes I'll post one sketch.. and then feel something odd about how I haven't really shown my face for so long, and now.. a sketch? Eeek!! Oh! And, I stopped telling the story long long back...

But really, what is it that holds me back?

What is it that holds anyone back from making a comeback? Is it the feeling that, when I do come back, there would be no one looking for me? Is it the feeling that the world has meanwhile changed and I may not know this new world? Is it the feeling that I am still at the same place while the world around has moved leaps and paces ahead, and, let alone me catching up, the world would see how I haven't grown? Is it the feeling that someone might ask, ' Do I know you?' Is it the feeling that I may actually have been forgotten?

What is it?

I figured out that the only way to get back on the wagon, is to simply, just get back on it.. Just jump in..!! And then who knows..? I may meet old friends. I may make new ones. I may fall off the wagon yet again. But at least I'll know I can always get back on!!! Welcoming what comes...

Aug 27, 2014

Wrong Attire

The wrong attire
This was a journal entry from some 5 years back, I stumbled upon today.. when Tanush was a baby and I was visiting my mom in Mumbai.. Some girl had assumed I was the nanny and not the mom of the baby and she spoke with me in a stylized Marathi. I came back home and looked into the mirror and knew what would have prompted her.. Nannies come really 'neatly' dressed these days (neat, in my mom's language). More importantly, mostly, they are the ones seen with the kids these days. Moms in urban India are rarely ever seen taking their kids out to play or even for a walk...

Aug 22, 2014



Nothing beats the want to draw faces.. And kids are always such a delight to draw... Tanvi is my DH Manu's niece with lively eyes and a quick smile.. She loves to meet people and to dress up.. 

Aug 21, 2014

Peanut Butter Thief

Peanut Butter Thief

Long time ago, a little boy named Krishna stole butter from his kitchen, where the butter was stored in pots hanging from the ceiling..
Not so long ago, a little boy named Sooryansh was caught stealing peanut butter after raiding through the fridge in his own house...

Most of it drawn live. Expression refined from photograph later.
watercolor on cartridge paper

Aug 18, 2014

Shops @ Marathahalli

Shops @ Marathahalli

View from our building top. The road and shops across the road. 
Tools: Ballpen and light watercolor on cartridge paper.

Drawn more than an year back.. I had trouble trying to get things into an order as soon as my new laptop came. Then the softwares.. Then the scanner.. Then the time (the biggest roadblock).. Then the fear of reappearing online.. Why do we feel so guilty when we are absent for some time, and would like to relaunch our presence?! 

Apr 15, 2014

Brothers Painting

Brothers painting
I am posting after a long time! Talk about prioritizing my tasks and time.
Tanush and Sooryansh may soon take over the brush from me.. for, whenever I pull out my paints, they stand with their faces in my paintbox waiting to dip in their own brushes.. Sooryansh likes to just wade his brush in the tub of water - the muddier the better. Tanush is a little more serious, well, at 5 he wouldn't be interested in the mud as much as the colorful pages he can create..!
Oh and Sooryansh calls painting as 'tattoo' for that's what Tanush lets me do with my paints whenever he and his friends are at home. 

Feb 19, 2014


Haircut by Linisha
Haircut, a photo by Linisha on Flickr.
After months of trying to fit in a trip to Tirupati to offer his baby hair to the Lord we finally gave in to the weather and comfort call and gave Sooryansh a good first haircut. We saved his cut hair in a bag too, to be offered at Tirupati whenever we go there.. He is relieved!!