Category: Art

Beyond ages

The perilous time for the most highly gifted is not youth. The holy sensibilities of genius — for all the sensibilities of genius are holy — keep their possessor essentially unhurt as long as animal spirits and the idea of being young last; but…

My room wall

Solitude amongst crowds I’ve modified my bedroom wall and have removed the previous Asimov print which used to be there. Instead now I’ve painted this abstract which signifies my journey.

Renoir

Renoir was the greatest painter of women since, Rafael & he painted no woman as often as the great love of his life Madame Aline Charigot. This seated bather from 1884 is my very personal favorite from the Fogg Art Museum, Harvard University, Cambridge….

Kindle and Van Goh

I was gifted the e-book reader and it has come handy at all times. The Kindle has ample storage amazing battery performance and some really awesome tools like wordwise which improve vocabulary. I can navigate from my current page to the contents or any…

Mother and daughter

I close my eyes and I think of you I pray for your long life There are only a few Who learn how to strive With their grit and determination They serve the mankind So selfless so pure Like the blooming flower And the…

A(maze)

A little yellow here And a bit of blue there Some green tints Few teal hints The brush runs The knives blunt Paint is to canvas Like air is to humans The maze is made The fellow with the spade Digs the way through…

Birch tree in Autumn

The gold on the branches Glistening in the sunlight A Shadow of a traveller dances Under the leaves lit bright Is it the winds that sing a song Or the long heard folklore of the village For the birch tree stands beautiful among Giving…

Yosemite

Yosemite national park.. the huge expanse is breathtaking. The colours are spectacular. As we drove through the giant sequioas the water fell from the highest peaks creating a  magnificent scene. The splash and the mist through the fog as we drove felt as if…

Sparrows and the wall

I was sitting  outside in my garden porch when I looked ahead towards the window on one of my walls. I saw two black specks on the electric wire doing a sort of jamboree. As I strained it seemed to me that the  birds…

Ballet dance

We are friends. We celebrate life. We live in the moment and let each moment determine our joy of living. We are flowers in a garden. Roses blooming in the green shrubs. We dance to life’s beautiful song and tap our feet while going…

Ballet dance

We celebrate the colours of the earth. The brown weaves wrapping us in its warmth. The radiance of the sun gives the brown a golden hue, enchanting to the eyes. The water spins through racing over the earth giving birth to life. The mountain,…

The yellow night

As the night draws its curtain over the world’s stage the trees rustle and the yellow flowers sing out a lullaby. The stars glow and lights them up. Is it autumn or just the colour on those beautiful birches