Food

A new year

What better way to welcome the new year if not with food and drink. I’m sure the Anteater would agree. From the last 2 years I found that food has been such a recurring theme – If I’ve not Instagrammed it, I’ve probably drawn it.

Here’s a “rare” family Friday dinner. My in laws were visiting and we went to Amalfi in GK2.

Here’s the food I ate on a quick weekend trip to visit my family in Kolkata. I always think that love in Indian families is all about food. Most of us didn’t grow up with verbal articulations of love, and we demonstrate our love, especially in families, by cooking for and feeding our loved ones.

Most of the food below was made by my Ma and Chhotoma.

“Whoever eats fish curry with roti?”

Said my mother

I gained 2 kilos with all that love!

This is a drawing I made while eating by myself and reading a poem one day. I forgot what I was eating and I can’t even remember the poem, but I enjoyed it enough to draw about it!

What if I could gather all the people who taught me to love around my dinner table? We would drink coffee and eat pizza.

Antara would be chopping onions because she’s always doing something, and whenever I chop onions I think of her. Snehasis would be listening to his wife and observing the world to make fun of them later. Ananya would be under the table reading because she doesn’t always like to socialise. Lekha would be sitting quietly and smiling in happiness. Atul and Reshmy would be having some long and complicated conversation where they would both not be listening to the other. Viv would be drawing happily. I forgot to draw Orin but he is the one person who forced his way into my life and made me love him.

Dinner of love stories

Let’s hope 2019 is all this, and more.

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People, sketchbook

Encounters of the human kind

When I was younger I was dead scared of talking to people. I used to be terribly quiet and painfully awkward in social situations – but over the last few years circumstances have made me more open to human contact. Here are a few such encounters worth recording.

“I would love to see your blog! Can I meet you in Noida?” said a beautiful stranger in a lovely blue dress at the airport. But of course we didn’t.
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One day in the office cafeteria I ate sandwiches with Jabba the Hut who I used to be scared of, years ago when I’d joined Adobe. And promptly remembered the quotation
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Some days every encounter is unique enough to remember.
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But there are some that really stand out and I make sure to draw them before I forget.

Here’s a lovely conversation I had with Ripul, in Bangalore last year, which was interesting though we had crossed paths decades ago, we had never really “met” in person! Among other things, we talked about design and business, the power of networks, our graduate studies, and our respective employers.
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Then, a few months ago I spent a day with dear friends Mishta and Anirudh, who influence me greatly, then and now, and I had to quickly catch that time on paper before it was lost.
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But the best encounters, conversations, meals have been with these people, around this mythical table…even if some of them are not in my life anymore…dinner

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People

People

One of my friends, Jedi collects people. He has a huge number of really cool and interesting friends and he likes to mix them in different combinations to spark off the most diverting reactions. It’s great fun. I made some really great friendships from some of those mixes of Jedi’s.

And these days when I sketch from life, it really feels like I’m “collecting” people. I don’t draw just anyone, but people with interesting faces, or gestures or if I feel they could be a real “character”! The brown boy and I often have competitions when we draw from life. For instance, we’ll pass someone on the road or in a shop who looks really intriguing to us. And immediately we’ll try to draw that person from memory and see who’s done the better job. If you know the brown boy, you would know that most of the time he’s the one who wins the challenge. But sometimes it’s me.

Here’s a random selection of people I’ve collected over the last three months. I drew this in the office cafetaria.

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This, in a meeting at work. The thing is, if you know the people, it’s not really a collection. Drawing is then merely a way to recede from the present.Marches05

 

 

This one, at Nehru Place Metro Station, my favourite place to sketch these days.

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The next few were drawn at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf in Khan Market.

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Life, People, sketchbook

Doing what you love

If you’re like most creative people, you probably have a latent desire to do what you love for a living. The other day my friend Sumeet and I were talking about the very same thing –
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The mistake that people make when they start to do something the love, is that they start equating that with success. But that’s not right – when you start doing something you love, your goals should be self-awareness, self esteem, the joy of work, and finally, creativity through play. Then, if success comes from that, very good. But if not, at least you enjoyed yourself and probably learned a little about yourself in the process.

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Also Visit, People, sketchbook

Prash

The other day we went to see an exhibition by one of our seniors from NID, Prashant Miranda. He’s a very special person. I cannot remember a single student in the animation studio (at least) who was not inspired by Prash. He had the most wonderful sketchbooks, and it was from him (and a few others) that I got into the habit of compulsively drawing every feeling, every thought, every incident in my life

Anyway  Prash has uploaded his film Father Balthazar on his blog. See it here.

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