Books, Life, sketchbook

Although I cannot see your face

Honestly who would have thought that we would spend a quarter of a year in physical isolation from each other. A story to recount in my old age.

And speaking of old age. Umberto Eco once wrote that books are the most robust format of content transmission that we have seen over centuries, and so that if nothing else, my sketchbooks would probably survive till my old age at least, and I will look back on these days and laugh…

"Although I cannot see your face 
As you flip these poems awhile
Somewhere from some far off place
I hear you laughing - 
and I smile..."

Shel Silverstein
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Life, People, sketchbook

Be allowed to be broken…

These lockdown weekends we get to share our tastes with each other. One weekend morning we watched Maira Kalman videos on Youtube.

Be allowed to be broken and go on anyway…

she said

Words to remember as we try to restore our sanity and get on with life. And Orin really enjoyed Cake, one of her lovely short films which is really a book.

Another Saturday we watched Cars. I remember really loving the character design in the past but I was so dismissive of the movie when it came out, saying “It’s just for four-year-olds!” I laugh at those words now, having seen Agastya go through his Cars phase and also Orin.

‘It’s not Mack Truck Amma, it’s a truck called Mack.”

says he.

And then one evening we were talking about lizards.

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Life, sketchbook, Work

Nobody but you, reminds the anteater

This was drawn some years ago…in the early confusion of a new role. It’s quite common when you’re in a situation like that, to not know what to do – the challenges are new and how should you be in the role is also unclear.

It’s ok to ask mentors and advisors but ultimately it’s you yourself who has to identify the goals, figure out the next steps and take decisions. Of course I know all this now…

Good thing I had the anteater to keep me grounded.

And in the end it’s nobody but you…

What did Buko say – listen or read

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