WatercolorWoman.

Been very very uninspired lately... and my watercolor set and sketchbook had been rotting in my bag for so long... I kind of like how this took shape... wanted to get the whole floating watery effect. It is only a little relieving to realize I'm not completely out of touch... phew!

Domestic Violence Reshaped.

This is the redone version of the illustration on 'domestic violence in rural India' for a publication project by NID for the Ministry of Welfare for Women and Children. The illustration stretches over a double spread, the black extending to the next page. I guess it works more than the previous illustration...I guess.

Comic Book Ends!

Ha. It's been a very very exhausting journey to the completion of what you see. Hope you like it. Do do feedback-ing.

Comic Book : Three, Four, Five.

The third, fourth and the fifth in the actual sequence...hope y'all like it!
Another five pages to come.

Comic Book : One, Two.

These are the first and the second pages as in the actual comic book sequence that I did.

Many more 'AARGHs' to come soon...

Do leave feedback!

Violence Strikes.

This is an earlier version of an illustration I recently did on the subject of 'domestic violence in rural India'.

I do not know what fixation I have with using only black and white in almost all illustrations that I'm doing these days, I guess it is a phase...It is also kind of similar in terms of the composition to something that I did a while back that also happens to be up on the blog in a previous entry and I refuse to disclose which one it is...hehe.

All feedback welcome. Have a good day!

IllustrationFriday : Celebrate/ Happy birthday Ma!

A very appropriate topic for the week.

A very happy valentine's day to all and more importantly...a verry verrry happy haapy birthday to Mommy.

I'm guessing you got it but if you didn't, the lower image is an attempt to do a caricature of my mother.

So much that happened as we grew one more year older... I wish I was at home and out of this hostel for today... and that Devika(my lovvly sister) was still in Delhi (she shifted to Chennai recently) ...Ah! And I miss the chocolate cake. Miss you all.

Love. .Peace. .Happy.

Eruptions and more...

This is for a 'Comic Book Workshop' in which we had to come up with a 10 page- comic, two out of which are here...However for a course in 'Screen Printing', these were the only two pages that I took forward for printing on fabric to create surfaces as prints. The comic, My comic is named 'Eruptions', as you might see why...the pages are not in order, the first one that you see is actually the 2nd page and the second one the 5th page in the actual comic book. All feedback welcome because this is my first attempt in building a narrative in panels.

Have a good day!

Travelling Blues

I was on my way back from home (Delhi) back to college (Gujarat)...I don't know if its just me but I really didn't want to come back this time. It was cold and very verry early in the morning and celebration had suppressed the desire to sleep. So there I was, with my tummy feeling weird, wanting to pee, out in the cold, waiting in a looooong queue for the ticket to get printed. The rest is in the scratchy illustration right above this that I drew in the airport later.

Illustration Friday : Flawed

Procrastination has kept me and my blog away for a looooong time... but 'we have overcome.'

'Expanses grow; for they are my own...'

I don't know which one is the flaw..
Being fat?
or the lack of determination to change it?
Either way, I'm flawed.

Illustration Friday - Pale

Entering after a very very long time....

This week's Illustration Friday's topic is 'pale'. No points for guessing who turned pale on looking at the little cat work its charm.
Have a good day!
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Illustration Friday : Clandestine

I guess I know what the word 'clandestine' means...I don't know if this is clandestine enough though. Its got a little story.

Sniffly elf worked in santa's factory all day making little toys. He was tired and depressed. 'And wretched Santa takes all the credit anyway. U N F A I R !' he said to himself. And just when life couldn't get worse, he realised there were these nasty deep, dark pits under his eyes. 'O h m y g o o d y g o o d n e s s !', he exclaimed. Shocked and in despair, little sniffly quickly took out his 'magical-super-effectively-cool under eye concoction' and started squeezing it out. Thats not quite when he would expect Santa to happily come calling for him...

The rest in the illustration.

A very happy new year to all!

Sniffly Elf : Anish Dasgupta

Title Credits : Kaveri G.

Special Thanks : Raveesh Reddy

Sniffly Elf Comes to Life.

Sniffly elf's first appearance on the blog. Many more sniffly rhymes expected to come.

A very very merry christmas to all!

Sniffly Elf - Anish Dasgupta
Title courtesy - Kaveri G.
Inspiration source - Chai Gate.

Illustration Friday : Voices

This week's Illustration Friday topic is 'voices'. This is what I came up with. Its been a while. Ah...whatever.

'I don't need your voice. I have my own.'

Of spirituality, Lotuses and Bills

This post brings with it a lottttt of emotion and procrastination. I made this during Durga Puja when I was in a very specifically different mindset and was also going through so many emotions that it ended up coming out in this. In my mind I questioned faith and how it exists and manifests itself in the forms that it does. And also its absurdly developed relationship with wealth. I guess I partially got my answer and hence ended up putting up this post.

Have a good day.

Illustration Friday : Balloon

Illustration Friday's this week's topic - Balloon.

All that the wrathful nightmare did;
All the horrible words it uttered;
For her it was mere 'blah-bleh-blah-bleh';
For she did didn't understand, and couldn't bother;
A pencil in one hand, a paintbrush in another;
She set her mind working, drawing strings and filling color;
The poor nightmare yelled out like a buffoon;
And the girl got a handful of balloons!

Illustration Friday : Opinion

Its funny how no matter what some people will always have an opinion and others will...well...err...have very varying ones.

Illustration Friday : Pretend

My first post to Illustration Friday.

'pretend'ing to live a life you never wanted.

Macbeth Witch-Bitch-ness.

This was done for a course 'film language' where we were shown four different versions/adaptations of Shakespeare's Macbeth.For a visual representation assignment i chose to do a re-characterisation of the witches. A part of it I guess is also inspired by Aubrey Beardsley's work which I was exposed to thanks to Akhila. After evolving so much this is what they finally ended up looking like. Someone has interesting things to say about this. Is the cat around?

The Solemn Goodbye

I wish i was nicer. I wish you did not have to leave so soon. You leave me crippled. Eyes well up as i see you walk past the hollow lane;bereft of any hint of an emotion. I promise I will be good.I hope I never let you down. I hope this insecurity does not leave me arching, hiding, laying on my bed. Stay.

Narcissism Rules.

anotherrr self more-than-a-portrait of sorts...to ensue some command over acrylic paint.

I have eaten too much again.
but today ihaveeaten wayyyyy tooooo much.
gluttony.
guilt.
sick.
bulimia?

not today.




food i hate.
life sux.

EXPLODE.
ouch.

Bobita

This is Bobita. I think she is bong. I don't want her to be. I love her. She adorns the basketball court (popularly called the BBC) in the hostel area of my college. I love her. I made this sketch a long while back. Then she wasn't pregnant. Now she is. We will see little puppies soon. I hope they aren't taken away by the dog catchers again. Everytime i pass by she wags her tail. I love her. She looks like a champagne bottle when she sits down these days coz she is bloated. Sometimes we touch her tummy and little things kick back. It is a little creepy that they are alive and inside her. Feels good to know they will be out soon. I think she is the cutest she-dog ever. Have I said this before...but i love her a lot.

sleep 2

Sleep is intyresting me. Sleep is taking me elsewhere. Sleep is keeping me awake.

For how long?

I don't care... so long as I leave all those who bask into the light and fade away into a world beyond bedrooms, laundry and public transport.

Is all this shit coming out from the lack of exactly what has caught my attention, ... I don't know...I don't wanna know...

Sleep

Time stops as i dream of the worlds to come that drift me into another black room...to shatter, to assemble, to excite, to disappoint, to fill me up with ecstacy, to bring in a new flavour...

I feel no motion, no emotion, no rain, no sun, no one... any one?

blank.

blink.

blank.

blurr.

colour.

good morning.

Hostel Mornings

Hostel mornings.alarm snoozes.loo queues.dettol hand washes.the rising sun.broken chappals.goodbye to the stars.leaking taps.colgate.grey clouds.window views.hairbrushes.faded curtains.towels.fungus infested kohlapuris.uncomfortable silences.absurdly strange cravings.creaking doors.random bollywood songs.showers.shivers.ear splitting wake up calls.life.

Random Surdies

Just a random style i started drawing in...and it went on...



and on...

and on...

AND aun...oh...btw...this is (from left to right) Rhea, Anya, Kaveri(yep, the little thing in the background) and...if u still did not figure that one out...ME!

Trippy trip-ness

heylo blog *hug*,
sorry...been feeling a bit bleh...just discovered i'm not as cool and tech-savvy as I think I am...
but I'm back! So yea...here goes...

During the summer vacations , (that i, then, really wished would end fast and now wish could somehow have extended), i went to Amritsar, Punjab for two days, good fun and quite an experience, as we ran from gurudwara to gurudwara, amazing as they were, it was quite an enlightening and humbling journey...and yes, i tagged my sketchbook along...most of the sketches though are done sitting in the train sketching whatever was in front of the window and since there were so many stations on the way and the stopped at all of them for atleast a minute...i managed to put down a part of my experience in the little sketchbook i carried...

P.S.-Feels good to be back.