Purple mountains and babbling brooks

Last weekend I bundled my clothes, sketchpad and a few art supplies and hit the road for a long overdue road trip. Like most of my trips, this one was a last minute plan with family, to seek refuge in the wilderness, away from the crazy noise and pollution the Diwali weekend was bound to bring in the city.

There's something about the crisp mountain air, that has a way of clearing the cobwebs in your mind and bringing perspective to things that seem stifled and muffled in the city. The last month was a wonderfully taxing one, with the festivities at their peak and customised and last minute requests pouring in. This break was a much needed one, unlike the more rugged and physically demanding trips I normally like to take, this was a weekend of lazying around in the pool, peaceful walks, family banter and all in all just blissful peace and quite.

So with sweet memories of firefly light nights, humming birds and the gentle whisper of the wind, I feel like reenergised and ready to hit the paints!

Brush strokes into bliss

Wish every Saturday afternoon could be like this, in seventh heaven!!! With some Eddie Vedder in the background and a myriad of colours to paint with I couldn't ask of more!! Here's to many more paint filled, blissful afternoons!!

The Happy Jar

There's something I decided to do at the fag end of 2015, last year was a potent concoction of thrilling and taxing, filled with the wild highs and the inevitable lows that tend to follow. Through the crazy-ass rollercoaster I've grown to love, something I realised along the way, was people are bloody amazing and do the  most selfless and genuine things for you,

when you least expect it. It's all about the small gestures, the things that they might have said or done that I hope never to forget. After all it's these small things that make life wonderful.

Here's the "Happy Jar",filled with little notes and  all the little things that have a really big place and meaning in my life. A heart filled thank you to every single person who has said and done things to make my life beautiful. I hope by the end of 2016 to have done something in return for you when you least expect it!!

Spreading the happiness!!

The bubble life

We create  little bubbles of sanity in this chaotic,insanely fast paced city, for me my bubbles comprise of family,close friends,moments spent alone listening to music or doing what i  love ,which is painting.Every once in a while there comes along a bubble burster, one of those people who love to create drama and disruption.Last weekended i happened to bump into an old friend who said something quite hurtful[I'm going to give him the  benefit of doubt and say unintentionally] but like any sensitive person it shook me up inside resulting a flurry of thoughts about whats become of humanity?can you really trust anyone anymore?why should i be nice to mean people?

I hate when i get into this zone,I'm normally quite an optimist,luckily over the past two days i've had the absolute honour to meet or talk to some amazing people old and new,who've gone out of their way to be nice!!Its so refreshing and so simple,i don't understand why we don't do it more often!!


I've decided i have to value myself and my time a little more, life's really too short to indulge or waste a moment of my time keeping the company of such people.

Here's to saying no and not giving two hoots!!And living a happily in my little bubbles of joy!!