Thursday, February 21, 2008

Sketchbook Pages


I'm something of a cheapskate (or environmentally aware, ahem) when it comes to paper - if I take notes in pencil, you can be sure I'll write over that same piece of paper in pen the next time and then use that paper, when it's no longer needed, for making handmade paper or papier mache sculpture. Printouts are used for sketching, as you see. Reuse is my mantra.

The above sketch is NOT of the well-known Hollywood couple with the big multicultural brood.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Photo of the Week - Kesharganj

These were taken when I was staying in Kesharganj. This is a very small town about three hours from Lucknow. Part of the road from Lucknow is shaded on either side by some marvelous shady trees - in places the trees meet overhead forming a green canopy. In other places, tall reeds line the road and beyond there are millet and sugar-cane fields.
There is a long bridge across a wide expanse of water and once you cross that you stop for tea and mithai at Shukla's Dabha. They serve the best gulab jamun and baingan pakoda I've ever eaten.
OldMan Children
I met some very kind and decent people in Uttar Pradesh.
I'm sorry about and disgusted with the completely unconstitutional and fascist turn taken by the MNS against UP/Bihari migrant workers in Maharashtra .

Learning Curve - Writing for Radio


As part of the ongoing process of polishing my writing skills further, I took a look at the basics of writing for radio, and I found the following links very helpful -

Skills for Radio Journalists

Newswriting for Radio

Writing for Radio

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Photo of the Week - Sela Pass

Sela Pass

This was taken in Sela Pass, Arunachal Pradesh, on the way from Tawang to Bomdilla. We were stranded here for two hours.  The wheel of our Sumo wobbled and nearly came off, so we had to pull over in the middle of nowhere and wait while the driver and a couple of overanxious passengers discussed the problem. The driver didn't have a repair kit, it wasn't a highly trafficked route and nobody had a cellphone. It was going to get really cold with night-fall. Should the driver walk all the back to Tawang to get assistance? What were we going to do?

For me, it was no hardship. I hadn't wanted to leave Tawang anyway. Reaching it had been the most romantic, magical journey I ever undertook. The Lord of the Rings kind, you know, where you wander through a surreal landscape, overcome several obstacles, and finally reach the golden destination.  And now here we were - what a perfectly lovely spot to be stranded in. The sun was beautifully warm on the hillside where I sat and there was a carpet of tiny blue flowers that, a fellow passenger said, grew only in that particular area.  The clouds were misting over the mountain tops. Tashi, my Lhasa Apso puppy, was curled up in a ball on my lap. There was a profound feeling of peace and of how good my life was.

Friday, February 1, 2008

SketchBook Pages

1 Feb 08 - Bini-Cyclists

I've been having a perfectly creative day. The Two Talking painting is coming along very well.

I organized and filed away January's work. So now the only clutter on the work desk will be the one I'm looking forward to making this month. :-)

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