Colourful tapestries of memories!

“Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is the way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.”
― William Martin

I absolutely love this poem!! We live in this crazy whirlwind concrete jungle, where it's a dog eat dog world, it's so rare to find people who can find pleasure and joy in the little things in life, the seemingly ordinary things that often go overlooked. My favourite people in the world, are the one's who in some way resonate and believe in finding and celebrating the little moments in life. I believe it is these small moments, that weave themselves into colourful tapestries of memories that last a lifetime!

Here's to making the ordinary of come alive!

Biennale!! Oh you were everything I imagined and so much more

With the lingering smell of fried fish that wafts out of every home in Kerala and coconut coir fires that seem to magically tend themselves all day long, my trip to Kerala was a wonderfully refreshing one!

After a week of hairpin bends and swirling through roads engulfed by luscious green foliage, the last leg of my 10 days trip caught me standing outside the 'Aspin wall' in Fort Kochi at the whimsical 'Kochi-Muziris Biennale'.It breaks my heart that I chanced upon this gem with only one day in hand. Here's glimpse into this wonderfully creative and inspiring Art festival, I really do wish I had more time to explore the nooks and crannies that makes Biennale such an addictive delight.

Majestic Kerala architecture holding within its walls a treasure trove of creative expression

Ghost Keeping-István Csákány

Dia Mehta Bhupal- Bathroom set

Dance of Death by Yardena Kurulkar

Live Art:An absolute delight to see such skilled artists at work

Big Dog: Liu Wei

Wu Tien Chang - Farewell Spring and Autumn Pavillion

Defile by AES+F

Vintage finds

Gypsy heart women and windswept souls

A sketch to celebrate all the wild and wonderful women I know, the gypsy hearts, the free spirits, the fierce and inspiring women who have forever left their footprints on my soul!

Ode -Arthur O' Shaughnessy

We are the music makers,

And we are the dreamers of dreams,

Wandering by lone sea-breakers,

And sitting by desolate streams;—

World-losers and world-forsakers,

On whom the pale moon gleams:

Yet we are the movers and shakers

Of the world for ever, it seems.

Life of Death by Marsha Onderstijn

The day Death fell in love by Marsha Onderstijn is one of the most heartwarming depictions of death. I love the simple and beautiful illustrations and the story and perspective is truly eye opening and priceless. It will make you look at death in a completely new light, a must watch!

When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do, is take a look at you.

With a city bathed in a myriad shades of blue, as raindrops pelt down from the skies above, my Blue Peacocks hand-painted teapot captures  the mood natures set. Blue in all its brilliance as peacock dance on the teapot to the rhythm of the rain!

'When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do
Is take a look at you, then I'm not so blue'
-Phil Collins

 

Cloudbursts of creativity!

With the monsoon winds breathing life into the city, as dusty leaves now glisten with sparkling raindrops, like strings of pearls dancing to the melodious pitter patter. The rains have a wonderfully cleansing effect on me. The rains to me, are a heady mix of the scent of flowers in bloom, the wafting smell of freshly brewed tea and mouth watering chocolate chip cookies that keep me company as I allow myself to let the beauty this season brings be all encompassing.

Every monsoon I make it a point, to step put of the house and get completely drenched in the downpour, there's nothing like looking up at the skies as they burst and fill you  and the earth with the promise of new life and possibilities. I've you've never done this I really recommend you do.

As the sound of raindrops sing songs of their travels across oceans and seas, I can blissfully retreat into my haven with friends, hot pakodas and laughter filled evenings or on days where I seek solitude, pick up a book and whisk myself into magical lands and wonderful tales all waiting to be uncovered.

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!!

Beautiful souls

"When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant." —Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies

Wild moon women!!

Wild moon woman, you were not made to be tame.

You are an earthquake shaking loose everything that is not soul.

Shake, woman, shake.

- Elyse Morgan

Celebrating the rustic Indian beauties in all their shades of wild.