ALL SOULS AND SAINTS DAY

Today went to church by foot and found out that it's under renovation. No access by foot. But by heart and spirit one can pray anywhere and anytime, anyday and all the time. The best way to commemorate lives is to keep living the best we can in the here and now. Offer the best you can with the time you are blessed with wherever you are planted in that way the clan lives on through you.... for the glory of the ones who paved the paths for us. Live it to the fullest...with the guidance and grace of Spirit, and the senses to find beauty everyday. rest in glory all souls and saints!

Navarathri 2014 TFA SINGAPORE

drawing as a kid and as an adult has been a mirror and companion and witness to my thoughts and my life. it's a written memory that has the power to anchor me to my experiences. i remember so much because of it. it has also brought me closer to people and helped me encapsulate memories in a language that is very personal. drawing illuminates. it gives me a certain quest for clarity between the relationships of people to each other and the environment. to get a likeness about living is what drawing is all about. it has saved me from not paying attention to everyday.

DRAWN TO LIFE

drawing is like a big big connection and connector to reality... almost like tracing life itself and our movements.. and lines do connect those dots and those days into one thread that puts it together into a weave to our future selves.

i love that feel of ink on the paper... some pens and pencils are like lipstick.. some are like figure skating on the paper. i love the act of harvesting these little moments and gestures before they completely slip away. it's like catching as much from a passing wind.. and everything is on the paper... all my waiting time has turned to great opportunities to observe and look at things intently even just for a brief moment of total connectedness to an act of seeing and feeling and sketching which i can truly call my own. they're like nuggets of my day.... and it's totally addictive and immersive. i am so happy that you have expressed it in such a way that i feel i am not alone and what a gift it truly is. you're a great inspiration, as the entire sketchbook skool is.

the biggest thing i love about drawing and drawing more is the fearlessness and zen of committing that line into a fresh page. that act of boldness gets better at each attempt without an eraser. i feel a lot braver. i also somehow relate to and cultivate less lines that can equally speak the truth.

HH SWAMI SHIVANANDA

His serenity reminds me of soft pink petals. 

the color of their robes.. 

peaceful, sweet and sublime. 

such quiet resonance. 

a quiet room. 

a room that welcomes you 

and you know you're home.  

ACHIEVING STILLNESS WHILE MOVING

Mumbai is a busy place. It's big but it's filled to the brim.. I am convinced that it makes me think that it is running out of space. People carry a lot. The vehicles are tiny. The streets are beyond 3 dimensional with full-on colors, textures and honking going on. However, in the midst of this bustle, I managed to find a stillness so timeless I could stare at the sea for hours, draw to my heart's content and get some peace in a vast, moving city. It was so unexpected it was almost a miracle to be doing this here. If I were at the beach, that would totally be predictable but achieving it here gave me hope that peace and light and calmness are things you can find within and anywhere you choose to be.

on the road

"BEST WAY TO SEE AND APPRECIATE EVERYTHING"

Mumbai, India.. on the way to Kamshet where we will try our luck to paraglide. Weather wasn't ideal. There might be not enough wind. The signals were terrible so getting in touch with the paragliders were a bit iffy.. My friend said well we can turn back.. and i said NO. it is about the trip and it is about undyingly trying, doing everything we can to make it. if the weather fails, we still tried to make it there..  and that is what commitment to experience and to life is all about... We won't expect a thing. We try all we can to make it happen. I prayed to be given enough winds while on that cliff.. And His name is Vayu. I prayed to the god who takes care of that and hoped for the best..  At that moment where light was at its best, they asked me to fly..

The world throws what we deserve and the way it goes is the way it should..

And that is the way I live and hope to live everyday.  

The journey was superb. Always is.  

Paragliding was a bonus..