The Way I See It

Art. Life entrapped in the eternal frame of a fusion of multifarious colors. Fixating compelling but transient visions in my mind, empowering me to prudently entangle the complex fabric of Life, thread by thread. With each soft stroke of my brush, an unbridled sense of joyous pride touches my soul. Suddenly, I feel at one with my creations. Resonating in unison. And as I silently gaze at them, my innate creative indulgence catalyzes my thoughts more and more.

To persevere. To procreate.

Guest Blogger: Jiggs

“Being an aquarian, the first thing that crosses my mind is Art. Art is something which is innate to a person. The definitive way of expressing one's thought process and connecting with the outer world. It can be rendered in various forms, be it frolicking with a multitude of colors, in the nimble footed dance steps, the soothing tones from a musical instrument or just penning down one's perspectives in a coherent manner. It is, to put it simply, an outlet for emotions which are buried deep within us. Most often this brings out the best in us. It surprises us sometimes, when we least expect it do so. Quite unconventional but appreciated by a few.

Writing has been an essential part of my life. It has become an outlet for all the things which have been bottled inside me for a long time. It's been a while, that I discovered this 'talent' of mine (Yes, I like to call it so :-), which I always knew I had but never nurtured it completely. It came to me in full bloom when I was confronting one of the so called 'bad phases' in my life. And yes, it definitely helped me. It gave me the strength to come out of it unscathed and see things in a different light. I gained a better perspective of looking at things and started penning down my thoughts with ease. Submerged in essaying my views, I was really overwhelmed my the 'magic of words'. Day in and day out, ideas transcended my mind and coalesced on paper, catalyzed by a plethora of words, time and again.

Then blogging happened. And I was hooked to it instantly! Nowadays, its like 'if it happened to me, then its on my blog for sure'. Writing gives me happiness and a sense of joy pervades my mind. Sometimes when a good post comes along 'I literally jump with the excitement'. It's akin to a shell where I can conceal myself when things around are in a bad shape and gives me the much required succor when I need it the most. It helps me bounce back with a renewed zeal and enthusiasm every time. In the company of my writing and my blog, neither do I feel the pangs of loneliness nor do I feel left out in a solitary confinement.

Call it philosophy or plain conviction. I call it 'Aditism'. I can ranter on and on about my beliefs and things I adhere to. But rather than injecting the reader with an overdose of philosophy, I might as well stop here. Atleast for the time being and harp on something else.

History tells us about the likes of Leonardo Da Vinci, Galileo Galilei, Charles Dickens, Franklin Roosevelt, Wolfgang Mozart. Illustrious figures, quite noted for the kind of work they did. On a lighter note, two more names can surely be added to the above aggregate. Abhishek 'ShAkE Inc.' & Aditi 'Jiggs'! No pun intended here, mind you ;-)

Ingenuity is a second name for an Aquarian. There is no denying this fact. I, being an aquarian know this rather too well. Working on the aesthetics aspect of my blog with another aquarian who goes my the moniker of ShAkE Inc. a.k.a Abhishek, has been a very stimulating experience. When two such people revel in a creative endeavour as we did, the end result has to be explosive.
My blog 'Writing Pad' bears testimony to this fact rather well. Talk about a blog getting 'pimped'! Really LOLzz.

His creative self coupled with the perfectionist streak, patiently dealt with my constant influx of requests, endlessly for several hours until the work was finally done. He has miles to go and lot more of his virtuosity is yet to peel off. But the world shall reckon this creative genius in times to come. That's one thing for sure.

Guess I have been the lucky one. But definitely it was quite an experience. And I do hope to see much more of his ingenuity flow in days to come.”

Confessions Of An Artist

Visions in my head
Colors surround me
Mind exorcised, soul enchanted
Freezing life for eternity

Colors satiating stark silhouettes
A breath of life infused!
Gazing through the looking glass
I pause, I reflect

Oh! the beauteous joy of procreation
Oh! how lovely, how so pure
I revel in such a consummate bliss
Never to let go

Stimulated from the depths of my soul
Enveloped in a passionate aura
Like soaking up the warmth of the sun
Like plunging in the unfathomable sea

I close my eyes
Renewed vigor, a new drive
I begin again
Never to stop, never to cease

Visions in my head
Colors surround me
Mind exorcised, soul enchanted
Freezing life for eternity

Through The Looking Glass

From My Art Diaries : The Female Nude...Art, Obscenity & Sexuality

“The true work of art is but a shadow of the divine perfection”

Are you appalled? Or rather, do you feel yourself positioned in a 'perpetual state of shock' at this juncture? If you ever found it an arduous task to differentiate a Ruben's nude from a Playboy pinup....then my friend, you are looking at the wrong place. My apologies. From a common man's point of view, I do understand your conservative predicament. But alas! my outlandish self. Time and again, the inherent eccentric streak in me compels me to undertake such avant-garde strides. You say weird, I say valorous.

The artist in me has always been beguiled by the female nude form. Well, it does sound rather unconventional and maybe a tad schlocky. But hey! Try gazing through an artist's looking glass, and you shall know better. A layman will mostly visualize the 'female form' and it's 'nude' as two completely separate identities. As a result, this premise basically makes him treat the female nude just as a means to satiate the male libido. I strongly differ here. Looking beyond the obvious, I realize that the nude does not simply represent the body. In fact it's the body's analogous self, to be precise. The embodiment of both as a single unit, emanates the very definition of beauty. A beauty so virginal, so divine! Beauty which inspires an artist, having a clear cut understanding of such a complex phenomenon, to come out with extraordinary pieces of art work. Describing it through mere words, I believe, is an attempt in futility. Well, of course one can. But the real connect comes when one defines it through the medium of art. While depicting it's sonsie form in it's subtle, enshrouded contours....an artist actually 'negotiates' his innate aesthetic ideologies with this female form. This in particular, can be aptly termed as the 'complete sensual experience' which doesn't veer towards the obscene or provocative. Quite strange, but true. The understanding of this very intertwined relation, helps an artist clearly make a distinction between 'aesthetic' and 'obscene' and so makes it easier for him in the complex representation of the female body under an unassuming aesthetic category.

Thus I opine. But the inevitable question is...do you concur? If that artistic streak prevails in you, then you shall. Or atleast you will try to. As for the others...I pity them.

[My endeavor to portray these vignettes involved pencil/pen sketching & a subtle usage of B&W watercolors ]