I recall the time I learnt stained glass painting. It was the age of solvent-based colours, and we had to keep stirring the pigment slowly with the solvent with a wooden toothpick. Any mistake at this stage would cause the paint to crack later. The lead liner used to hold the paints in till they … Continue reading Crushed Colours
The sky is a deep shade of purple, but blue moons remind me of blue blood – humans believed to be extraordinary in some way, by themselves or others. a named privilegefor a moon on its orbitgift of rare vision Can you smell my blood on your hands, the red bleeding its way to the … Continue reading What’s so blue about the Moon?
I watch a child discovering the world around him. What if I clean my mind of all preconceived notions? How will places and spaces and the things within appear to me? The space behind the door is just a hiding place. It has nothing to do with letting people in and out. The tree outside … Continue reading Places and Spaces
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