There are more to things than meets the eye; curves harbour linearity and chaos entombs order; sometimes it takes a rearrangement of spaces and a defiance of memory for symmetry to re-emerge, once again.
Re-emerge
Sanctuary
Like birds who strive to attain their vision of green sanctuaries even in the harshest of winters, may we always strive to carry within us our invincible summer of hope even in the bleakest of times.
From the Ruins- No. 4
The Redemption Series: From the Ruins- 4
Even as old orders crumble and break, we strengthen and rebuild our worlds. Even as old havens disintegrate, we architect receptacles for a new life, from the wreckage of the old.
Acrylic on Paper, 640 gsm
From the Ruins- 3
The Redemption Series: From the Ruins-3
Even as old orders crumble and break, we strengthen and rebuild our worlds. Even as old havens disintegrate, we architect receptacles for a new life, from the wreckage of the old.
Acrylic on Paper, 640 gsm
From the Ruins- 2
The Redemption Series: From the Ruins-2
Even as old orders crumble and break, we strengthen and rebuild our worlds. Even as old havens disintegrate, we architect receptacles for a new life, from the wreckage of the old.
Acrylic on Paper, 640 gsm
From the Ruins- 1
The Redemption Series: From the Ruins-1
Even as old orders crumble and break, we strengthen and rebuild our worlds. Even as old havens disintegrate, we architect receptacles for a new life, from the wreckage of the old.
Acrylic on Paper, 640 gsm
Writ in Water
Like words writ in water, like ancient incantations carried and protected in its memories. Water, the eternal element, flowing and ephemeral to the naked eye, yet remembering shapes and memories, invoking permanence in its fluidity.
Turbulence in Blue
The mind is like the sea with its many moods,each more beautiful than the last; we only need be a silent witness to this dark beauty and not cower in fear.
Togetherness (not available)
The Spaces in our Togetherness Bind us Closer, as the Prophet said
She Walks in Green
She walks in beauty when she walks in green, for green is her color, her favorite canvas.
Running in My Veins
When you feel all the imagination, creativity and madness running in your veins, when you march to the beats of a different drummer and know that it is the only way for you because you can feel it running in your veins!
déjà vu
Some moments, when interrupted, last forever.Like a sense of déjà vu. Like a splash of sudden color that lights up the encircling greys and breaks the continuum. Some blips are beautiful and some interruptions make us do a double take at the past and the present just like a sense of déjà vu.jpg?w=450″ />
