So we got together and started a drawing club on weekends. Here are some sheets from my first session.
Category Archives: Life
Wake up and snooze
Like most people I wake up to the alarm set on my phone. And like most people, I want to press the snooze button and go back to sleep.
And therein lies the twist – have you ever found the snooze button on the iPhone? Exactly. There is no snooze button! Instead there’s a snooze gesture – which is a task for your sleep-addled brain to remember.
Anyway now I use the clock on my Android phone instead.
Conversation with the anteater, part 9
The feature: Technocrats on the Juice
Previous conversations
Part 1, July 2009 | Part 3, July 2009 | Part 5 , September 2009 | On Motivation, May 2010 | Creative block, Sept 2010
5 days in California
Inspired by my ten years of inktales, I decided to religiously draw every day. Here are some drawings from a trip I took last week, flying from New Delhi to San Fransisco for work.
I took an Air India flight for the first time, and it wasn’t impressive. However my travel companions were really interesting to draw.
At the immigration counter in San Fransisco, my employer and the software that I work on, always turn out to be magic names, no credit to me 🙂
And the most surprising of all, the driver of the shuttle that I took from the airport was a native Aramaic speaker. It sounded like a beautiful language.
I was lucky enough to meet my friend Lekha – our trips overlapped by a few hours. By the fountains we caught up with our lives. Thank you America.
Tomorrow is our permanent address
While going through my archives, I found these pages from a 2004 journal. The brown boy and I had just gotten married, and I was resisting all the extended family’s combined pressure on me to start propagating the species.
In this angry book it seems that while I did not want to have a baby, I knew all about the details of bearing one. What a know-it-all I was.
Late nights
When we first started living together, years and years ago, I didn’t see much of the brown boy. He had a crazy work schedule and whenever we were at home together he would be asleep. So I had loads and loads of drawings of him sleeping from that first year.
Getting where we’re going
[Sometimes in the living of every day
I often forget about the life of it
the intentionality, “the composing of the life”
that I once set out to do. The daily bustle,
that once emerged from me –
often swallows me up
until all I can do is hold on for dear life
to banal rituals
so that I don’t lose myself.]
For pacificleo.
Some days
My relationship with Mondays have changed multiple times over the years –
Blue Monday (2014)
Conversations with the Anteater, part V (2009)
If you’re one of those people who suffer from Monday blues, here’s a hug from the anteater.
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