From the 1960s - my paternal grandfather recorded the date & time of birth of his children Satyanarayana, Saroja & Malati.

Sita Kalyana Vaibhogame,
Rama Kalyana Vaibhogame.

Tasted Rotti Oota after a long time today - healthy, frugal & filling.

Fire fire fire!
Fire-tailed Sunbird (Aethopyga ignicauda) male photographed in #northbengal #india .
#IndiAves #ThePhotoHour #BBCWildlifePOTD #natgeoindia

Eons ago, when I went on a dreamy summer vacation with cousins. The girl in denim acted in the Tamil movie Anjali as Anjali’s sister.

The coloration of the Monet’s Pond in Seki city, Japan, is so profound you may think there's some artificial lighting or dye behind it. But amazingly, there are no visual effects whatsoever

[📹 Hidenobu Suzuki]

ID the Birdie pls.

The Flute seller on Tansen Marg has been selling flutes since seven years. Told me that he has learnt playing the flute from Youtube! I asked him if there is enough business for flutes and whether he has thought of selling anything else. “No”, he said.

The great BMK sings ‘Kommaló kóyila’

A poetic gist:

The cuckoo calls,
Good music or mischief?
For, my beloved is away &
All flowers know my wounds.
‘Why,call now? Go away!’
Unhinged,the cuckoo calls again.

Enki Pātalu - youtu.be/8L09QQ8zXVk?si… via YouTube

It’s only very recently that I’ve been introduced to Alice Coltrane’s music.
This piece makes me feel like I’m in a movie from the 60s - youth with dream sequences, the sudden drama of someone doing something drastic and then a revelation!✨💫🌟⭐️
open.spotify.com/track/6g9ItEHI…

Epic!

The beauty of the bird song & the literary genius of David Haskell made my day!

European robins take their inheritance, the treasures of thrush song, and offer them in filigreed jewelboxes. So much ornamented sound-work in a tiny package!
This bird was singing from the scraggly twigs at the top of a tree in the parking lot of Rosslyn Chapel, Scotland.

And this, I had painted for my brother when he bought his first house. He sold that house.

Inspired by Mary Oliver’s poem on Franz Marc’s ‘Blue horses’ I sketched this.(God!The name dropping!) This horse has never looked back ever since, say some. Others say, it doesn’t want to show its’ face anyways. Either ways I’m happy that it’s a thinking horse.

My brother gifted my father a book on art pretentiously titled ‘ART’(in capitals). I began copying the easiest paintings from that book & gifted one to my brother. He’s changed many addresses ever since. After all, Life is unpredictable and Karma..yada..yada

Sometime in 2014-15, I attempted Monet’s water lilies in Oil. I haven’t tried oil again;one- because I’m allergic to the smell of oil paints and two because I think it works the other way too. But please please please, love me do!

I had recently watched the first movie in Satyajit Ray’s Apu trilogy and this happened. I have named it ‘Benaras’. But the key ingredient was a stupefying sonorous lecture from a speaker who kept looking at me to perhaps figure out why I was using so many highlighter pens. 2013.

Also from 2013 is the ‘Beauty and the Beast’. Highlighter pens, languorous afternoon lectures & solitude egged me to kill time like this. Not bad, huh?
The cypress is caught at the edge of a desert storm while a prickly cactus in pinstripes ogles.

Inspired by the series ‘Ripley’ on Netflix; I’ve decided to categorise my (worthless)work into phases,this one is from the ‘Red phase’. I sketched this with highlighter pens sitting in a hotel at Jakarta way back in 2013. Wonder if this will get me an admitted to a an art course.