Today, I had a revelation , I experienced something so awesome that I find myself short of words it hard to describe it in words. On a whim I went to Safdarjung tomb and Lodi Gardens to sketch , little did I know that I would enjoy it as much as I did . The place was so epic , the peace and creativity that i felt in that historic place is beyond words . I went there with just a sketch book and some charcoal . The Safdarjung's tomb is a delight for anyone looking for some solitude , photography , painting and the combination of all of these . With the birds chirping in typical bollywood fashion , beautiful trees , freshly cut grass , and the scent of old walls , simply terrific . I intend to go to Lodi Gardens next . I will write more about the entire visit i.e I will elaborate later , but for now have a look at my sketch . Though I try to be modest the final product was much more often than the amateur photo of the sketch that I have taken ... .
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I can smell those old walls and hear their stories. You have brought this to life wonderfully. And you use the sort of word I might have used - "revelation." Have you exhibited these?
Tell me more about what is under the arch. It's almost like a shivling.
OH I would like to show you ..
and u could tell me what you would like me to paint .. which scene which place..
we will go to safdarjung sometime and then u can know..
A shiv ling..!.. wow!
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I have always loved old haunts.. more than modern buildings..unless offcourse they are spectacularly modern
Yes spectacularly modern seem to have somehow circled back to the same place as the old ones had in their day. They are meaningfully made in their context. So were the ancient buildings. Nothing was without a purpose.
There's one monument that sucked me into itself like a womb. That was Akbar's tomb http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomb_of_Akbar_the_Great
The other place that keeps reaching out to me is Purana Quila.
Have you travelled a lot?
btw had to tell you that I saw you and me within your painting in a dream.
wow! u saw me in a dream .. tell me everything .. no one has ever had a dream with me in it .. or if they have they haven't told me .. details details :)
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I have travelled more than most people I think , but not enough . I want to pain the purana quila so so bad.. but my parents stress on my studies too much to let me be :(
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all sorts of monuments call to me, i remember i had come to watch the common wealth , and as we walked on those roads , i saw some sort of a park with old stones and i wanted to go in there so badly . It turned out to be a very very old cemetery , which creeped my friends , but i wanted to explore all of it so bad !!!!
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P.S- Sorry for the small i's
I like that you are drawn to crumbling old places, even cemeteries. I have a black and white picture taken in 1975 of a particular arch in Purana Quila that was like a portal into the otherworld. Wonder if I can dig it out from somewhere to show you. That's the one I want you to paint. Have you travelled to eastern India?
I have wanted to go to Bengal and Assam since time immemorial and would love to visit mizoram , meghalaya etc with a companion . I would love to see that picture , get it get it get it !!!!!!!!!!!....
I might paint it and give it to you if u promise to keep it safe and framed and pass it on to your future gens :) :P
Do you mean that special companion?
I hope I can find the picture. It goes without saying I will frame up your painting and hand it down to posterity - most likely that will be YOUR kids :)
amazing work. really wanna see more of ur sketches coming. :)
Amazing sketch..the details in the corners and shades are awesum!! :) loved it ! :)
It's wonderful to be brought back to this post. This sketch will always be close to my spirit. As I gaze on it now, my eyes fine tuned over two years to the nuances of your touch, it reveals more and more. Your art has evolved so much over these two years I've been watching you grow but this painting seems to show me that future tucked away in its folds and mysterious layers. I know there will be more untold and now told and soon-to-be-told stories calling out to me when I come back to it next.
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