It is never too late to be what you might have been – George Eliot

I struggle with everything…everything. Drawing the right lines, painting the right blends, using the right brush strokes. I am constantly in a state of self-admonishment, because,I yearn for that perfect sweep in my hands to finally overtake the hesitations, which end up halting a process, begun confidently…but frozen somewhere. That freeze is contagious to the canvas, contagious to the every other life task or thought..

I can only tell myself, its not late to still redeem a hesitantly drawn crooked  line, that it can be salvaged, that in the end, even that will have its imperfect beauty…

I guess that explains both the cause and effect of the etching and painting that I made above.

A giant fish is engulfed in large waves, under a night sky…I used only a particular shade of deep blue. I have painted over some parts, to emphasize the waves…




This oil, made with  Autumnal leaves on the foreground, helped me learn about bringing about distance and perspective, as the foreground and background had to be clearly established..The textures on the trees behind, the hanging branch in front, the blurry shadows of the foliage and the lake, receding into the distance, all were challenging and a great learning experience.

Artists can colour the sky red,because they know it’s blue -Jules Feiffer

This red sky in oil, reproduced from a photograph, was delightful to make. There were large swathes of red and orange paint liberally fanned across the canvas. The yellow sun was literally made by wiping away a small circle in the center and filling it with yellow..Silhouette details of the row of camels and the man, were only made, once the background dried up completely.

Artists can color the sky red because they know it’s blue.  – Jules Feiffer.

Jules Feiffer, an American cartoonist and satirist of much fame, to whom these lines are attributed, illustrated the most fantastic book for children. – The Phantom Tollbooth.The book has been written by Norton Juster.

I’d like to lay out the plot…and then my own thoughts.

It tells the story of a bored young boy named Milo who unexpectedly receives a magic tollbooth one afternoon and drives through it in his toy car into the Kingdom of Wisdom, once prosperous but now troubled. There, he embarks on a journey to return to the kingdom its exiled princesses—named Rhyme and Reason—from the Castle in the Air. In the process, he learns valuable lessons, finding a love of learning. The text is full of  wordplay, and many events, such as when Milo unintentionally jumps to Conclusions, an island in Wisdom.

Beginning with Expectations, a pleasant place where he starts he meets the Whether Man, who speaks a lot. Milo daydreams and gets lost in Doldrums, a colorless place where nothing ever happens. Finally after overcoming much, including the Mountains of ignorance and the spelling bee, he is able to finally re-establish the princesses, Rhyme and Reason!


By the end of the story, however Milo wakes up, and the next day…finds a note instead of the phantom tollbooth..’for Milo, who now knows the way’. The magic tollbooth has been sent to another child to help him find his direction in life.

This wonderful story has been lauded as a thematic story on the need for education.

I’ve often wondered, how badly we need a phantom tollbooth to actually help us to learn…to continually challenge us…learning never ends..Every time I pick up the colours and brushes, I know this…till then…I will hug tight, my phantom tollbooth….

And its not just learning, but living, experiencing, escalating into the next sphere of awareness..a phantom tollbooth is a conduit to those reaches which seem to constantly nudge at our break many barriers, perhaps to reveal intricate patterns and processes and possibilities, not known..How much we want to give our soul back to rhyme and reason…to bring the castle in the air, to a workable, practical, reasonable and palpable reality…



‘Here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten us into’

With the amount of faux pas that I keep making when i work and try to keep covering it with paint or pastels ..I find a lot of comfort and empathy with the above duo!!

Stan laurel said many endearing, I quote below, as something that directly makes light of every dark situation!

‘Humor is the truth; wit is an exaggeration of the truth. ‘

Another of his confoundingly profound lines…

‘I had a dream that I was awake and I woke up to find myself asleep.’

You can lead a horse to water but a pencil must be led – Stan laurel

 My second experiment with oil finds a lot of resonance with the famous comedian Stan Laural’s words… for this endeavour was extremely laborious. It involved kicking myself in the head many times to do and redo brush strokes to get the right effect..

This oil painting , essentially done with blue hues was rather challenging …It involved painting various, snow, water, clouds and the foliage of the tree..

WS Merwin and some pop art

” Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.”

Some beautiful lines from the American Poet WS Merwin  (Separation)

I had been wanting to make the use of strong fluorescent colours and strikingly bold patterns..very characteristic of pop art….also known for screaming out more than colour and pattern on the canvas…but also emotion, sometimes to the point of extreme…some would even find it comical and unreal..And thats where the appeal of this kind of art is…

The girl in the picture is probably an attempt of all that…as also the emotion that Merwin so poignantly speaks of…

I used warm colours on her face,cross-sectioning it with warm shadows to emphasize her distress.





As people are walking all the time, in the same spot, a path appears – john locke

My first oil on canvas, was fraught with a lot of difficulties…thankfully I was guided very ably through this process…As I learnt, through this particular one, oil painting requires layers and layers of paint…one on top of the other…Everything in these medium is simply made by differing brush strokes. Blue skies with gradient achieved with flat sweeping strokes…undulating landscapes with various other brushes and colours…

A rather tough one…

These lines of John Locke are inspiring as the process of learning can be only laborious and much often we seem to thrash about wildly before finding clarity. John Locke put forth the idea of tabula rasa and that human beings are born with an ’empty slate’ and how experiences that they gather help them to learn and gain knowledge…

Much of my learning in art has always been from this blank state and only with much effort and mistakes, have I been learning how to use colours, pencils and now, stepping into paint….