Tag Archives: grief
Like most people who draw/sketch I filled up a lot of my time drawing.
Here are my sketchbooks from 2020. The red one is from Jan-Feb, when I wasn’t drawing at all, and I started the green one when lockdown started in March.
Things were of course very worrying and unsettling…
But did you know that these stages are not linear? I was so grateful for being able to work from home, having my favorite people around me and countless other things, when so many around us were suffering…
Anyway the one thing we did to keep a semblance of normality was “always the same little things in the same order and then the day can start”…
like eating breakfast…and finding ways to keep our spirits up.
Ate noodles for dinner and found TS Eliot thinking about home:
Home is where one starts from. As we grow older The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated… …a lifetime burning in every moment…We must be still and still moving
So in the pursuit of stillness…
and birds flying north.
Sketchbook, Diploma Project
Leaving NID – Mumbai Sketchbook 2002
Well, it was rather stressful. And a bad hairdo didn’t help. (Though I thought it would). The effects of the Ladakh trip had worn off. The characters of my diploma films came to haunt me every night…
as I struggled with drawing, inking and animation.
So I was always in a blue funk.
and then the brown boy (who was then just another guy) was always giving useless pieces of advice.