I think cats make good sketching models .

quick sketch ..early morning ...looking for inspiration.....

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Been almost a year since I wrote last. What have I been upto ?

Learning to Run

Hoping,happening, making breaking
Teaching, dreaming, waking, living
Alive again and running again,
Seeing the fate , the murky clouds,
the stormy winds,
pulling back

Pushing myself ,being pulled again...
Walking in stride and stumbling again

Analyzing
solving
preaching
proving

Standing
Walking
Running
Living

smiling again, thinking aloud
Listening to the music again

Looking around,
feeling the breeze,
Sweating through ,
cramps in the knees

Aching ,
Panting ,
Sweating
Stopping
............its overwhelming

I'm smiling because
I'm running again....
tomorrow begins again

where do I belong

..long time no write.... or maybe 'no right' .. or 'no rite' ... Maybe the artist within has taken a 'break'.This back breaking 'break' business leaves me all confused. Maybe I should just be doing my duty ..karma..without worrying about the end result. No inspiration ??? Just an excuse. Afterthought: Allows me to think . Aaah ... now that sounds like a valid excuse. No write;because I was busy thinking.
Will think some more. be back in a while .:) :P

Premonition

When it rains it pours
And it pours so thick

The green seems grey

And you cannot see clear
What its trying to show

But it rains and it rains

And the lightning bolt
as it tears the clouds apart
And the clouds fight the bolt
they rumble and they grumble
But you cannot hear
what its trying to say

And it rains and it rains

But when you feel the cool
rain drops
fall on your skin
And the winds blow away gently
the hair from your face
As you watch them
wash the world for the new
Your heart skips a beat
Something is gonna happen

You know its a sign
Maybe good, maybe bad
But your fates going to change

And the worlds going to change
And begin another day!

blade of grass by brian patten

I like this poem .its so simple.

blade of grass

You ask for a poem.
I offer you a blade of grass.
You say it is not good enough.
You ask for a poem.

I say this blade of grass will do.
It has dressed itself in frost,
It is more immediate
Than any image of my making.

You say it is not a poem,
It is a blade of grass and grass
Is not quite good enough.
I offer you a blade of grass.

You are indignant.
You say it is too easy to offer grass.
It is absurd.
Anyone can offer a blade of grass.

You ask for a poem.
And so I write you a tragedy about
How a blade of grass
Becomes more and more difficult to offer,

And about how as you grow older
A blade of grass
Becomes more difficult to accept.

-- Brian Patten

Take a picture!

Village girls near Bedse Caves,pune

I recently discovered photography as an art form. And I should admit that it took me by surprise. I never saw it as more than mere collection of memories. The usual way family and friends capture moments on occasions they want to remember.

Now it means more to me as I am exploring its depths. It’s like sketching, in a way, as you express the way you look at things, when you see beauty in simple everyday things. It has the same visual characteristics of line, form, shape, light and reflection.

It seems silly, at first, to note that when objects that already exist, capturing them in their natural position should be considered a form of art. In fact it is a debatable issue amongst most artists of whether it is a form of art or at best a craft. But I know now that whether art or not, it has helped me personally to look at things with a different perspective.

It has helped me understand ‘light’ in a better way. How light changes the way an object appears, by its shadows, by its intensity. Even the colour of the light can change everything. I’ve learnt how composition is vital .The way the picture is framed decides what should be seen or rather what you want to be seen.

I think this is a great example for composition

God lies in the details they say. I think observing these small things would have been unknown to me had it not been for macro photography.

Photography has helped me even to understand colour in a better way. Colour can be deceptive. In all visual arts, it plays a vital role. The colour of the object and background changes the whole composition .What is highlighted and what goes in the backdrop. Black and white is beautiful because it allows you to see beyond colour. Lines, tones, shadows become the lead players. Suddenly, light makes all the difference.

And so, im learning. This is just the beginning.