Life’s been full of colours & now it’s all about sharing these moments:) A few strokes on this canvas of life, melting pot of cherished moments, distillation of feelings, extracts of thoughts tightly inter woven into the fabric of complex emotions expressed through the ancient medium of art, shared by the modern facilities offered by technology. I invite you to linger a while and explore these images of life and hope they impart you as much pleasure as they did to me during their creation:)
My take on the Painting: Memories fade, moments don’t. Every Memory has a haunting thought associated with it. Every moment has destiny etched on it that takes various shapes, forms and circumstances and remains ever enchanting. Memories are solidly rooted in one’s self, ageing with every passing day, and multiplying in all directions; searching in a benign manner the moments that made them linger, stay and at times torment the being. Every branch of memory has twigs of hope and future: better times, more pleasurable than present, and replicating the smiles of time gone by. Moments of yore have it all: Unbridled energy of eager waves, multitude of shades as in a rainbow, brightness of sun and tranquility of azure. They splash, glimmer, spread and paint soul in multiple hues. While memories are easy to treasure, moments are sublime. They cannot be arrested but simply flow with time in the ethereal depths of one’s soul. Every living moment is a culmination of rendezvous of memories and moments and that is what causes emotions and feelings, gives rise to friends and foes and foment the time and destiny. Some people are happy but not necessarily contented as they live in the moments and forget the memories. Those who thrive on memories are necessarily sad as every moment rocking against the memory boat throws up the possibilities that were there but never fructified, instances whose time never came, desires that never took shape but still feed the twigs. The essence of quest for ultimate joy is deep in the journey down the depth of one’s heart. Both memories and moments whip up the expectations to reach that zenith which sadly remains unreachable and insurmountable.
Amit @ your interpretation has added a completely new dimension to this masterpiece (like always ☺). Memories are giving hope while moments are sullen…
I remember Gulzar’s poem- Only because I think That I will send you a copy too I keep a carbon paper below my loneliness And talk loudly all the while
My words are reproduced on paper But not the feel of my voice At night I only see the ink-like darkness
confused desires!:p beautiful. .simply loved the splash of bright colors with neutral colors...blue waves looks like the as if a tussle is going between ur heart and mind..and finally it gets over with those bright rays which shines bright like sun as always. ..u can handle any tussle;)...muuhhaaaa
Disha@ the tussle is indeed going on between mind and heart... hope it ends in the next masterpiece :) The difference in tints and shades of blue is expressing 'blues'... while the tinge of warm colors are rays of hope... Keep on... keeping on... :D
neele aakaash main - sooraj ki tapan, baarish ki sheetalta, duniya ke woh 7 mool rang, patjhad ke baad woh naye phool, nayi umang, naya utsaah us neelepan main.... A nice paiting covering a lots of emotions... Liked it...
My take on the Painting:
ReplyDeleteMemories fade, moments don’t. Every Memory has a haunting thought associated with it. Every moment has destiny etched on it that takes various shapes, forms and circumstances and remains ever enchanting.
Memories are solidly rooted in one’s self, ageing with every passing day, and multiplying in all directions; searching in a benign manner the moments that made them linger, stay and at times torment the being. Every branch of memory has twigs of hope and future: better times, more pleasurable than present, and replicating the smiles of time gone by.
Moments of yore have it all: Unbridled energy of eager waves, multitude of shades as in a rainbow, brightness of sun and tranquility of azure. They splash, glimmer, spread and paint soul in multiple hues.
While memories are easy to treasure, moments are sublime. They cannot be arrested but simply flow with time in the ethereal depths of one’s soul. Every living moment is a culmination of rendezvous of memories and moments and that is what causes emotions and feelings, gives rise to friends and foes and foment the time and destiny.
Some people are happy but not necessarily contented as they live in the moments and forget the memories. Those who thrive on memories are necessarily sad as every moment rocking against the memory boat throws up the possibilities that were there but never fructified, instances whose time never came, desires that never took shape but still feed the twigs.
The essence of quest for ultimate joy is deep in the journey down the depth of one’s heart. Both memories and moments whip up the expectations to reach that zenith which sadly remains unreachable and insurmountable.
Amit @ your interpretation has added a completely new dimension to this masterpiece (like always ☺). Memories are giving hope while moments are sullen…
DeleteI remember Gulzar’s poem-
Only because I think
That I will send you a copy too
I keep a carbon paper below my loneliness
And talk loudly all the while
My words are reproduced on paper
But not the feel of my voice
At night I only see the ink-like darkness
Leaving the dialogue open…
Cheers ☺
Its wowwwww
ReplyDeleteI loved it. 😘
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DeleteThanks Pooja :) Hugs <3<3<3
Deleteconfused desires!:p beautiful. .simply loved the splash of bright colors with neutral colors...blue waves looks like the as if a tussle is going between ur heart and mind..and finally it gets over with those bright rays which shines bright like sun as always. ..u can handle any tussle;)...muuhhaaaa
ReplyDeleteDisha@ the tussle is indeed going on between mind and heart... hope it ends in the next masterpiece :)
DeleteThe difference in tints and shades of blue is expressing 'blues'... while the tinge of warm colors are rays of hope...
Keep on... keeping on... :D
Muah :D hugs hugs hugs :D:D:D
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ReplyDeleteneele aakaash main -
ReplyDeletesooraj ki tapan, baarish ki sheetalta, duniya ke woh 7 mool rang, patjhad ke baad woh naye phool, nayi umang, naya utsaah us neelepan main....
A nice paiting covering a lots of emotions... Liked it...