Excerpts from my painting
They always say ‘detail of a painting’ but I, would rather call it “excerpts from my painting” for to me, it was more ‘written’ than ‘drawn’, more ‘performed’ than ‘painted’……
Having got an opportunity to indulge in doing entirely experimental work, I found myself venturing into a diagnostic centre to make a ‘painting’ of my expressions by the process of Electroencephalogram (eeg). The performance of the various expressions generates impulse from the nerves which are then picked up by the electrodes (placed on the scalp & crown) and transmitted onto the computer screen in the form of waves which correspond to the various muscle and nerve movement. Hence, one gets a graphical representation of ones expressions, in the form of a booklet where each page is different and has my expressions ‘written’ all over it.
While working with this exciting new medium things weren’t totally in my control. They never are really and I believe that they should not even be, for then there remains little scope for accidents, discovery and growth. I performed and then waited to see the painting that I made and which partly happened by itself.
Sswussh aaahh!!
Have you ever wondered how important a pot is?? Well, most of human thoughts and ideas are generated on the pot. While on the pot, the human being is totally transported into another world, not only through thoughts but also through feelings. The transportation through thoughts as in getting an idea or thought (sswussh) and then reacting to it (aaahh!!). Transportation through feelings as in dumping (sswusshh) and then experiencing the relief (aaahh!!) that follows. The pot does not remain a mere pot. It serves multiple functions. Who can say that acting as a catalyst in the generation of ideas and thoughts and then transporting the individual into another world is any ‘small job’??!!? Soooo…… I decided to give the pot a thought so that it too can have its share of glory and finally feel the aaaahhh!!!!!!!!!!!
In and out of the heartscape
In the present times how many people provide help and support services to hear your heart out?? Why is there such a need to talk your heart out to someone else? With so much stress in everyday life, with the way the relationships are….constantly changing, one needs to have a strong heart, to learn to live, to move on. In a land where ‘deviyon ke roop badalte hain’, where the popular soaps constantly sing ‘rishton ke bhi roop badalte hain’ then why not a transformation of the heart? In an age where meaningless ‘progress’, inventions and discoveries at the cost of human ethics and values have led to so much stress, where hearts have to be run on pacemakers, why not have just another invention to de-stress, to cool, to refresh the heart from stress- an exhaust in the heart. An exhaust, which actually looks like a flower would blossom when the heart feels good and when there is stress and smoke in the heart it would transform itself back into the strong metal exhaust which will withstand stress by eliminating the smoke. I wish such a hearts cape would be…....for we have only one heart …not many.