A Complete Woman....

As a child, I 'd be staring at the huge idol of Maa Durga in the Puja Mandap, awestruck by her stern yet beautiful face, the grandeur of her fineries and wonder why does she has to have ten hands....!! Now, I understand the symbolism behind every aspect of it. We don't call her mother for nothing...Her ten hands..symbolises the multitasking often done by all the mothers in every household around the world..and..her fiery demon demilition , if not destruction, at least rebellion against the social evils...She's flanked by her children as the Mothers always are....even in her work, her leisure. And her fineries, a woman's ever fascination for being the most charming and beautiful one.....A COMPLETE WOMAN...

My neighbourhood....

On a bright sunny day...I simply love the look of my neighbourhood's clubhouse....with its green crown and bright features..it looks majestic and overpowering......

Afloat on sky....

I wish to remain as I am as I float with the reflections of my past preventing me to sink.....and I carry the gems of my present with delicate embrace.....

Staying Afloat...

When the other day, I saw a leaf lying on a pool of water...partially submerged but refusing to sink, I realised how important it is to stay afloat against all odds...may be my partially submerged mind and values try for the same all the time...!!!

Monsoon Magic...

For me, monsoon is mystical and magical. A lazy afternoon of fogs, rains and mist is the time I love to paint most....and in a long drive, it takes me to a different and unsettling(as my friend says) world of imagination. So, when my friend took a photograph at their Cherrapunji trip and named it...Mist, It fascinated me and I tried to create the mist with watercolor. With some addition and deletion, I came up with this...hope you all like this.

Bihu...

I thought of not posting this as it has too many mistakes..but love the colours, rhythm and the mood of this spring festival.......:)

Invasion of Dish...

As I was on my way to my Grandmom's place almost after a decade, I could see the changes that took place along the way.Massive concrete roads instead of the usual pitch-blend ones and the villages....thatched houses are replaced by shimmering tinned roof and most significantly, I noticed the invasion of satellite dishes with each house flaunting one of its own..

Village Lad

Another portrait....this time of a lad from my native place Assam. I tried to capture their simplicity.

Veiled......

Often I've heard the veil causing much furore amongst the liberal bunch...but can anyone deny the romanticism behind it? Very often I've noticed men being attracted to the veiled one...is it the mystery waiting to be unveiled which attact them? 

Samudra at Kovalam

As I woke up to a sunny morning at Kovalam, the rough ruffles with its roars and the tranquil tide pools in the shore made me wonder of mother nature's awe-inspiring capabilities and I remained awestruck like the man on the shore, lone and self searching.

Dusk

Had a tough time creating this with watercolor, though I had a pictorial reference, i felt I was going haystray with colors.....

The Mystique Cove

On a bright sunny day, in the backwaters of Poovar, I discovered this beautiful and mysterious tree cove. The engulfing darkness and the moving shadows of its peculiar flora gave the cove an eerieness and I was rather glad to see the flooding sunlight on the other side as we rode past it.

After the Fervour

Ever wondered how a temple looks  after the festivities are over? I saw this riverside temple in a village near the backwaters and wondered...decorated yet deserted.....it bore the mark of yesterday's happiness.......

Search

Often I've seen fishermen yondering over the horizon, their boats floating and the oars swaying in air. I wonder whether their endless search ends into a journey of self exploration or the towering endless sky engulfing their mind  and souls numbs them.
This painting was done with reference to a beautiful photograph of Dipor Bil, Guwahati....just that I changed the mood of two fishermen....

The First Catch....

It was there in that houseboat in the backwaters that I realised how near was the horizon, how colored was the sky and how lonely and helpless man is in God's world. This lone man who came for an early morning catch at the breaking of dawn had to be (dis)satisfied with the catch he couldn't catch....and we, the happier of the lot went to see far beyond him and enjoyed the colors playing with the grey clouds in the horizon...irony? Probably or maybe Life......

                 

Of Leaves and whorls

The three dimensional whorls in a photograph attracted me and I gave it a go...it was tough to achieve the required effect but it was fun. Must say, the picture amazed me as I've never before seen such a complicated leaf whorl...:)

Dieter's Delight...:)

The other day I asked my kiddos to draw and paint pears and found that even my pears were not looking healthy enough...so I started with this...a quick one in a rough handmade paper...hope I could bring in the luscious look.....:)

Gardener...

Our tireless gardener fascinated my parents more than he did to me at first. Then I noticed his everyday blue shirt and a cap with an oversized shade and the black three-fourth...pink plastic sandals to add to these. The wrinkles on his face and creases of his shirt hardly matched the sturdiness of his hands though....Our fondly called 'Malimama' was not a bad start for a life study and that to a difficult one  and I thought of giving it a go.

Celebrating life

My love for primary colors is back with this....I did this on request but thought to give a twist by making a Rajasthani girl dance to the Dholak of a Santhal boy. Hope everyone likes....

Jungle Trail

Rugged roads of Ranthambhore with its surrounding dry forest of Dhonk had been a favourite of mine. I painted this on a day when my thoughts were drawn to my Ranthambhore days.........