After decades I took paint brush in hands after a friend practically forced me in to it . On seeing my half finished painting, an Estonian who was residing with us then, commented 'Is it a therapy , that you are painting?' Though I was not surprised it made me think.Yes in a way it was therapeutic.
When you are in mid sixties it's taken for granted that you have made truce with the life and here after, it's going to be tranquil waters , you just have to sail through waiting for your final adieu. But if life behaves that predictably why call it life ! I had to face such a situation where my foundation shook me so hard that it left me absolutely numb.I was left in such a state of affairs that whatever I lived so far, as if did not matter.Just went down the drain. The values which I cherished for years made me come to a pass where those values seemed redundant, outdated and totally useless. I went on cursing myself for days together and found no answers, from within and from nobody outside and I was like a blind left in the lands of vivid colors and lights. Time heals all wounds but it takes its own time which nobody really has.
And this friend became that torch for me who helped me overcome my hollows, my emptiness that weird feeling in the pit of tummy,with this god given gift of creativity.
I painted in the past too. But then the circumstances were different.It was just a past time then. But now the entire relevance had changed changing me along the way.
This time around I started feeling happy with every stroke I made on the canvas.
First efforts looked juvenile on the board but the subsequent trials started showing on the board that I had envisaged in the mind .
Years ago I had taken few of my painting to Late Smt. Praffulla Dahanukar, a great artist and more over a great human being , whom I knew through Late B. Prabha another great artist till times immortal. After seeing my efforts in oil on canvas she had said, 'Doc, you have got it in you but it requires a bit of polishing. I'll arrange for a help, you just tell me your timings and he will come to your home to teach you the intricacies of the craft.' In those days spare time hardly came by and I did not want the bindings on my Sundays. I made some excuses and slipped away. What a fool I was !
I did not want to commit the same mistake again this time around. So went on searching for the guides. It turned out, unfortunately that these so called Art schools either consider you absolutely juvenile or ask you to copy . They just do not understand what it means by 'Originality.' After visiting at least 3 to 4 schools I chose the one,nearest to my home, that was singular criterion to choose.Distance from the home ! My instructor was not as senile as me but turned out to be a young nubile college student who understood the need and taught me many techniques which definitely helped.
And thus it started my tryst with Paints yet again with vigor and vitality !
Years ago I had taken few of my painting to Late Smt. Praffulla Dahanukar, a great artist and more over a great human being , whom I knew through Late B. Prabha another great artist till times immortal. After seeing my efforts in oil on canvas she had said, 'Doc, you have got it in you but it requires a bit of polishing. I'll arrange for a help, you just tell me your timings and he will come to your home to teach you the intricacies of the craft.' In those days spare time hardly came by and I did not want the bindings on my Sundays. I made some excuses and slipped away. What a fool I was !
I did not want to commit the same mistake again this time around. So went on searching for the guides. It turned out, unfortunately that these so called Art schools either consider you absolutely juvenile or ask you to copy . They just do not understand what it means by 'Originality.' After visiting at least 3 to 4 schools I chose the one,nearest to my home, that was singular criterion to choose.Distance from the home ! My instructor was not as senile as me but turned out to be a young nubile college student who understood the need and taught me many techniques which definitely helped.
And thus it started my tryst with Paints yet again with vigor and vitality !
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