Capturing the light

Capturing the sunlight...that's what I wanted to paint...and why not on a mansion wall...some legacies...some fortunes...no harm in dreaming!!!

DUALITY

 Abstract is a field where there is a very thin line between a matured subject and a childish love for colour splashes. I started this on request....chose the subject but was unsure of its outcome.
Duality exists in every individual...in every relationship. A teenage daughter is still vulnerable but thinks and enacts as an independent and determined individual often countered by the mother. Probably...mother too is still vulnerable and tries to protect the daughter more than required. There is a clash of personality, of sensuality too.......

Stairs

A morose heart gives rise to peculiar thoughts..sometimes...a drop of tear or two which we hide,

but, actually wish our loved ones could see. Sometimes, seclusion works wonder..at that time, what's more prefered than a lone corner in the darkness of an isolated stairs?

Stippled Forest

 Stippling is an amazing technique....dots forming images..almost like pixel art. When someone gave the idea of drawing a forest with this method..I thought to give it a go. It was tedious with a normal paintbrush but fun. Hope everyone likes it. Thinking of trying some more in future.

Mist

 I came across this valley in my dream? An abandoned shack torn by snowy wind standing amongst the mist...mysterious and haunted. The valley behind covered with thick fog and the conifers standing tall like sentinels...oof...seems I'm getting too poetic. Painting this picture in watercolor was a tedious job..I tried repeatedly to come up with this. Hats off to the photographer whose picture I referred to...

Seascape3

A quiet walk for miles along the beach ....everyones desire. I dream of this often...away from all the hustles and bustles that my city offers....whats best if I have my best friend tagged along??

Seascape 2

I saw this lone fisherman in the wee hours at a deserted beach in Alibaug. With a burning ghat in the vicinity of the beach, every grain of sand reminded of some departed soul, but, he seemed oblivious or probably was too used to and at ease. His sporty look and efficient manner of braving the waves caught my fascination.