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.

Fiona inspires..

A little illustration - "...possessing and caressing me..."
an extract from the song 'Across the Universe' (Fiona Apple version).

just a random illustration while i was listening to 'big yellow taxi' by the counting crows...

"..Hey farmer,farmer put away your DDT,
I don't care about spots on my apples,
Leave me the birds and the bees, please..."

The sudden need to acquire a light-box takes over

The post title says it all...thought if I can't really have one made; might as well sketch one out...
kaveri-ness in the font...