Monthly Archives: February 2011
Life in the Grief Books, flotsam
One day my horoscope said that it would be the happiest day.
A drawing for an unrequited love interest
for a headache
A dream I had
A rare occasion when I actually gave a thought to my future
Life in the Grief Books, 4
Yes, I had a lot of growing up to do. In these sketchbooks, I really thought I was doing that!
Life in the Grief Books, 3: People I met
One day I met a boy called Neel (the Bengali word for blue).
Watching a performance by some first years only made me feel old.
Life in the Grief Books, 2
So among other things, we also managed to learn some stuff and do some work. Here I’m working on my diploma films, a communication design project about social harmony in the aftermath of the Gujarat riots. (Films are here and here).
Trying to break through a block during the same project.
and the perpetual problem of running out of time.
Life in the Grief Books
When I look at these sketchbooks now I can hardly recognize myself – which is probably a good thing! And I drew quite a bit in my last year at NID, so it was rather well documented. Here are some of the usual things we did in those days:
Walk in the backfields
Spend Sunday afternoons in the animation studio
Watch life-altering films
Hang out on the lawn
Agonize over nothing, really…
Coffee in the morning
And by the way a happy Valentine’s day to those who celebrate it.
Living through winter
After the Swedish winter, everything is better – but I still froze in Delhi.
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