Expectations and Shunyatha(Nothingness)

Well ..theme of my painting here was ” Expectations ” . I wanted explore the expectations of a lonely soul by mixing and freeflowing these lonely but expectant colors in a canvas ..

But then it made me think about a unique concept of some of eastern religions called ” Shunyatha” which we can roughly translate as ” nothingness “.

But concept is not ” Emptiness ” . Because detachments lead us to experience “Nothingness” which is not empty! But filled with pure life…

We tend to live on Expectations .. Expectations lead to attachments , which we all live. Will it not be wonderful to live understanding that if you loose something you are not empty. But you experience Nothingness .. which is the fundamental nature of life..

We come with nothing and go with nothing… Took me bit of time (and this painting ) to understand that!

Lost Souls In A Connected Wourld

Welcome to the jungle of a networked wourld where people become close but emotionally disconnected ! Isolation is a norm and a habit.

I am talking about the century we live in , a century where some time back media philosophers braged a lot about.. this is a century it all happened in a click of a button and with the speed of light. Where networks socialized the media and dugitized social sphere which became medium itself..

Yet more and more we find ourselves isolated from each other .. Gone are the days we relied on each other for emotional fullfilments. Everyone seem close their heart’s door unless you have an apointment!

We never observe the path we travel and as we busily focus on destination. By doing so we lose the touch of our loved ones and ultimately become individualistic, goal oriented , alienated and seperated souls..

What can you see in the couple in my artwork above ? Arn’t they close as well as seperated ? Lost souls in a conected wourld .

Cry For The Wourld Guernica…

I gazed at Guernica because she shocked me and I am still trying to understand her…. I see her in my mind when someone brags about the patriotism of war.. ” Guernica ” the brainchild of Picasso and my angel of pain and shock…

My blog “Nirmana”(an oriental word symbolizing creativity ) is here for celebrating the creativity of the world. If an artist, a writer or a filmmaker can be creative enough to shock the world and give strong message creativity goes a step further .. Let me talk about Guernica which did the same.

Looking repeatedly at Guernica, the famous 20th-century painting by Pablo Picasso always reminds me of what a chaotic world we live in. Also, it reminds me of the end results of human conflicts leading to war between races, religions, and nations.

In 1937 innocent civilians of small-town Guernica in Spain were killed by German bombers. Picasso showed the aftermath tragedy of a fruitless civil war to the world by his famous mural painting.

Guernica is a long story told in shocking parts to a thoughtful observer…The most shocking part of the painting to me is part I show here..this woman crying holding a dead child.

The lifeless body of a child in her arms, this woman wails looking at the bull- common cultural symbol in Spain.. the bull here depicts the brutality .. Does Picasso trying to tell us the many faces of “cultural bull” which lead to brutality in this world… Does this wailing woman accuse the cultures and ideologies which led to the killing of her innocent child?

This is creativity at best… Let’s think about the ideologies of the world today … be it the Islamic state… be it the domination of nations for nuclear and economic power .. Do you hear the cry of Guernica?

Dance and Glow Frangipani

Hugging the shine of sun..

Shredding the clothes of dark

Tuned to birds of love.. Swaying for passing breeze ..

Adding to dreams of life..

Dance and Glow Frangipani .

PS- Trying to celebrate the life looking at the blossoms of Frangipani… my art work “Frangipani” just finished acralic on canvas.

Bright Side Of The Life

That misty morning, edge of that lake, when mist was blurring my vision and playing it’s marvel on the water, those trees told me a secret…

I visited that place near this lake in Canberra for a reason. It was a house dedicated to people who were at the end of their lives. The death was in their doorstep.

They could see it coming but they were calm. Some were uncouncioous ofcourse. The people i saw that day were in palliative care.

I came out and went to the edge of this lake to reflect back what i saw and connect with life.. then i saw those trees. Then they showed me what it means to be alive in every single moment..

Those trees were spreading their branches towards the lake.. Also they reached out to each other..In the chilly breeze they hugged each other to keep warm as life is so precious . As life is not to be wasted..

Those trees always swayed towards the misty lake…They never lost their hope..one day they will touch that precious water and will celebrate the life as it is…

Yes “The Life as it is” ..not the achievements.. as nothing to achieve wasting a life… Life itself is an achievement being alive.

Why can’t we see the bright side of the life?