An old saying goes that when you need comfort, hug your mother… for her heartbeat is the most comforting sound that nature has custom-designed – only for you. It is something we have grown up listening to.

But somewhere down the line, we lost touch with all that was simple, real and pure. We search all over the world to find what gives us peace. But what we long for at the end of the day is a simple feeling pure, an expression of life and love… and this is something similar to what I found, by chance, in Rokia Traore’s performance at TED.

Soul stirring vocals, nascent strings and moody blues make this video not only watchable but makes me want to paint. I dont know when, but I will.

Rokia Traore’s performance did make me go numb and throbbing at the same time. Her voice, her aura, the music and all the colors around her, did make it seem very ethereal. Feels like a jazz performance but more soulful and more goose-bumpy.

The guitar strings and the traditional instrument merge together to create a unique kind of music.  Marrying the old with the new – her musical fusion is exquisite and something what we keep searching for.

Yes, I am so much inspired to paint the whole song. Or perhaps her. Her soul. I dont know. I rarely paint with music but this one urges me to try. Please click below to watch one of her song performance.


Rokia Traore sings the moving “M’Bifo,” accompanied on the n’goni, a lute-like Malian stringed instrument with a soulful timbre. A quietly mesmerizing performance.

Rokia is blessed with such a lovely face that her silhouette stands out beautiful in the blue purple light. I’d say a fauvist style painting of hers would be striking and deep. One soul painter who could do justice to Rokia Traore’s is Bruni Sablan – whose works I’d die for. 

Rokia makes us feel Africa, the native african language, its sounds, sights and smells… sitting faraway. Like any blessed land full of strives, pain, loot and maraud… her voice sounds the angst of africa. I do not understand the lyrics but feel no need to know them. The pain is felt. The despair is sensed. The longing is shared. 

Yes, love is beyond language.

I hear it as I write this. Oh! how can it not touch your soul.

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Its been a long time since I read something beautiful and this was one story that moved me within. Jenny Lexhed is a mother of an autistic child and has written her parenting story – a gist of which was published in Reader’s Digest mag, a while ago.

Hope that Flutters By - Acrylic on Paper - 24"x24"

“Love is not enough” is a real life story of tribulations and jubilations of a devoted mother who fights (and is still fighting) all odds to give her autistic child, Lucas, and herself a chance. It is a story that I could not leave unread. Each page and phrase urged me to read on, only to have my soul stirred and heart warmed. [Read on…]

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The Scented Landscape - Oil on Canvas


There is no abstract art.
You must always start with something.
Afterward you can remove all traces of reality.
Pablo Picasso (1881 – 1973)

Thats what Picasso said eons ago. I tried him.

I tried removing all the traces of reality in my landscape… but how can you not see nature in this. The azure skies, green flora and deep earth… all resplendent and suggestive that no matter how much you erase… nature is everywhere. Even in the unseen.

This painting is far distant from what I had in mind when I started. Yes, it was supposed to be a landscape and it still is – starting with the skies and goes deep within earth.

Hours went by, but it didn’t feel right. I repeatedly moved the colors around on the canvas till I could understand the need. Indeed, I had to remove all the traces of reality – of all that I could see and all that I wanted to do.

Layer upon layer, the colors kept merging with one another to reach this stage, what I call as pure peace. The End.

Green being my favorite color, I can never have enough of it. My last two paintings, deep forest and the refuge I seek, have these shades of green to its best. Some shades of green are so much in your system that you dont feel done unless you have used them.

I have used five shades of green in this painting. They merge so beautifully that it looks like one color in all its glory. Every time I squeezed a bit of new green color on palette, I wondered what I was upto or rather what the painting was upto. I had no idea it would turn out this sublime, misty and mysterious. The photograph of this abstract art does not convey enough.

I am loving every inch of it, it as it dries. And the one thing I have learnt with this scented landscape is that you can never go wrong with green – the color of life.

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The Refuge I Seek - Abstract Impressionist Landscape Painting - Oil on Canvas

Here is another painting that is growing on me. And teaching me more than I can ever comprehend. There is handiwork of the One above – in everything we see.

I now find reasons to go past by this painting which is now hung to dry. It will take a long for sure as it is laden with thick textures and thick colors

I started with turquoise, copper and Indian red as base colors. I knew it would be a landscape for the colors were speaking for themselves, conveying sky, earth and trees. As the new layers got added, a beautiful abstract landscape was formed. I cant even remember the number of days it took to reach here.

There was a danger of doing more work on this and spoil it. Thankfully, I stopped. This time I kept going back and looking at it as a whole and decided to stop. It seemed very light, beautiful and airy earlier with less darker tones. But with a little more brushwork and darkness around, it feels better.

Call it abstract, impressionist or anything, its beyond my care. I was and am stunned by the simplicity of this painting. It is growing on me at the moment. If there is a calling, this is it.

If there is a refuge for my soul, this is it.

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Deep Forest – Oil on Canvas – Heavy Texture

Deep Forest uses a single color and spreads over in different shades and hues. It is actually a painting over a painting because I salvaged an existing canvas that did not have much on it.  Thanks to liberal amount of gesso and paper shreds, a lovely texture was created. And that lovely canvas texture in pure white formed images of woods, branches, trees and more. It itself gave rise to an old deep forest.

I love textures in paintings – with lots of paint. But for deep forest, the textures were made with shreds of tissue paper, little water and gesso. I had to leave it to dry for 2 days and did another layer of gesso to seal it all in. All I had was a milk white canvas with beautiful textures that looked like a painting. Needless to say, it needed a bit of green. Verte green was not my first color of choice. I chose it to make the undertones. When I started with this shade of green, I could not stop.

Terre Verte is surprisingly a beautiful color (dirty yet leafy). A blob on the palette deceives its capabilities. But as you go about using it over white, it looks spectacular. I see myself using more of it in future. And not to mention that the above photo is not an exact reproduction of verte green color due to the camera/ monitor technicalities.

I’d say, go get that shade for yourself and start playing. You wont be disappointed.

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balmy raindrop waiting on the edge of the leaf - macro raindrop photo

rose from the ground
to fall from the sky

swollen wonder
born of thunder

meditated on the leaf
at the brim of my heart

a moment in eternity
i live

a sense of purity
i survive

a lesson of love
from the edge of the sky

Ishrath

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Flowers grow out of dark moments.
Corita Kent

Gone are the heat spells.
Cool winds now cooleth the soul.
It is gulmohar galore.
Everywhere.

Nothing is more uplifting than the sight of a scarlet colored flowers midst grey weather. It brings in the cheer at the fag end of summer. When the skies start to grey, the winds begin to cool and climate remains sultry, the gulmohar petals unfold brightly on the trees and fall bravely on the ground.

Gulmohar flowers announce the monsoon in wait. Its colors are a harbinger of good times to come. A respite from heat, a relief from drought, its bright colors symbolize life and the vibrancy it promises. Akin to bright vermillon and its sacred purpose, gulmohar has a reason of its own to live and thrive.

One of most beautiful sights and smells of this season is the gentle drizzle of rain, dampened earth and the wet petals of Gulmohar flowers strewn on the asphalt road. Midst the gray weather and grey asphalt lie hundreds of scarlet lives. They not only seem alive but brings everything around to life.

Where flowers bloom so does hope.
Lady Bird Johnson

Gulmohar laden tree with scarlet bright flowers is quite a site to behold. This gentle tree with frail leaves is a common site in India. Used on pavements, roadside and gardens, this tree lives where people do. Adopted from another continent hundreds of years ago, Delonix regia aka Gulmohar has deep-rooted itself in the Indian soil and the Eastern psyche.

Gulmohar brings back a sea-tide of memories for almost everyone. Childhood spent hiding behind its tree trunks and climbing some of its stronger branches, plucking the red flowers, dismantling the flower buds to make spooky nail extensions, anthers in lock-fighting, to simply having the flowers in hands… the memories are endless.

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
Henri Matisse

Whilst Gulmohar is a beauty to behold, its name origin is quite unflattering. ‘Delonix’ is derived from two Greek words: ‘delos’ meaning evident’ and ‘onux’ a claw in allusion to the shape of the petals. But to see a flower as a whole is an experience by itself. Tender, feathery petals of Delonix regia burst with colors of fire. From the base of the petal to the edge, there are many shades of scarlet unparalleled in nature.

High on trees, low on bush, and even when they wither and fall, Gulmohar flowers bring in color burst wherever they are. Opening your window in the morning to the sight of bright Gulmohar flowers and green leaves is a moment of a lifetime. For some reason, it gives a lot of hope and cheerfulness. Guess its color therapy at work.

A  morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
Walt Whitman

It is at the edge of a petal that love waits.
William Carlos Williams

Ever wondered why one of the Gulmohar’s petal is streaked in different colors and looks different from the rest?

Botanically, it is called the upright standard petal. I’d say it is because of love.

When you live with someone long enough, you end up being like them. Same is the destiny of this petal that lives so lovingly close to the flowers inner most self. The stamens impart is characteristic colors to this petal which hugged them since birth.

These bright streaks of madness, purity and serenity are for all to see. And for those who lived with so much love in life, it just shows.

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
Claude Monet

Bread feeds the body, indeed, but flowers feed also the soul.
The Koran

This flamboyant flame tree continually inspires the poets, artists and everyone in love with any form of art. Poems’ celebrating its flaming glory to painters reliving the scarlet moments in vivid strokes, this flaming flower holds and beholds many untold stories.

We can only discover the hidden secrets of nature in time with patience and love… only to discover that every little thing is a part of the bigger grand plan. Not just the artists and gardeners, the friends of the earth, medical fraternity and the environmentalists are waking up to see the benefits of this flower.

There are reasons for the flowers to bloom in their seasons.

A lot has been written about the medicinal uses of gulmohar in many ancient texts of Ayurveda and Siddha. But to see its real medicinal use in day-to-day lives, one must observe the remote rural India where this tree is indispensible for both humans and animals. A herbal remedy for rheumatism, flatulence, anti-inflammation, to psychosomatic medicinal uses, its uses are plenty. Indeed, it a piece of good-looking medicine.

Gulmohar Flowers for Eco-friendly Colors and Fashion
Gulmohar’s reds are the colors to die for. Highly individualistic, its flaming hues continue to inspire photographers, artists and fashion designers. For the eco-friend bandwagon, there are attempts to extract natural dye from these flowers. It is believed that the stamens of Delonix regia have a potent pigment that imparts colors to some vegetables and fruits such as bell peppers, saffron, corn, etc. Scientists in India have succeeded in their attempts to extract natural dyes from different parts of gulmohar flower by combining them with other organic substances such as turmeric and alum. It is only a matter of time that the reds of our clothes would be powered by the gulmohars.

Gulmohar for Going Green
Gulmohar is a low-maintenance tree and an ideal choice for lining the roads, avenues, gardens and parks. Because of its use for ornamental purpose, Gulmohar contributes in environmentalist’s efforts related to soil conservation, reforestation of difficult sites, soil improvement, and in protecting the footings of rivers and channel banks.

All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today.
Indian Proverb

If you are wanting to plant a new tree in your garden, backyard or line the avenue – think of Gulmohar tree. Take care of the sapling, and as it grows it needs less/no maintainece.

When it blooms, you will find that earth, indeed, laughs in flowers.

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Have you ever considered a painting as a backdrop for showcasing gemstones? Can paintings play a role in window dressing for jewelry display? I tried.

Lapiz Lazuli on Gemstone Inspired Abstract Art

Here is one of my little squares that has a geologic abstract art inspired by Lapiz Lazuli gemstone. The stone by itself is spectacular in detail and needs no fuss around it to stand out. Gorgeous blue with gold streaks, as designed by nature, never cease to amaze.

This is but another attempt to try tone over tone. Surprise! Surprise! It works. The broad palette knife strokes complement the intense detailing on the gemstone.

Here, one art form (of designing jewellery) complements the other. This painting (along with other gemstone inspired artworks) is currently being used as a backdrop for jewelry display in a lifestyle boutique in Chennai.

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“Never give up. Never, never give up!
We shall go on to the end.”

Winston Churchill

Perseverence - The Law of Nature

Perseverence
Acrylic on Canvas
18 x 24
Varnished Finish

Perseverence – steady persistence in adhering to a belief, resilience, and patience is what we see in nature.

“In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins- not through strength but by perseverence.”
H. Jackson Brown

This painting happened in my mind when I was gazing at Free Within – with its deep earth and the sky above. I could see a tree there – wanting to come out of the crevices. The tree in my thought was high, mighty, big and bold. Its strong branches stood tall against the deep forest greens. Its roots were strong within.

So, I set out to finish it – as I saw it. Thick modelling paste gave me the freedom to deepen the roots on canvas. Knife slided deep into earth in gay abandon. It always feels good when ones visions get translated on canvas – even if they are not true representation.

Modelling Paste on Canvas for added Depth

But midst the root formation, the joy stopped. Something did not feel right.  The tree refused to be born on the canvas. Chopped and uprooted trees is what I saw. That is the reality we live in. At that moment, all I could see was a tree stump. The stump remained on the canvas. Dead. Silent.

“Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky.
We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness”

Kahlil Gibran

I let the paste to dry. Nothing felt right. In vain, I looked up to the tree for answers.  I could never give up on it or abandon it.

The mighty tree did not give up either. Its destiny was not to remain to rot. It refused to die.

It gave birth to new saplings from within. What I thought of painting as dead was living within. The little plants made themselves out of the earth’s crevices.

My earlier painting, Free Within, now seems complete.

Roots – that dont give up. Acrylic Impasto Details

“He who has hope has everything”
Arabian Proverb

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I love abstract art for as long as I can remember. And here are some the abstract art painters that I admire.

There are many wonderful abstract artists all over the world that I know and I dont know of. Here are a few that I have come across in my online-lifetime. I will append this list as and when I discover many more masters.

I am also including a photo each of their paintings that I like so you will also get an idea of what kind of abstracts I have listed down here. Please help me update this list for it is always a joy to see new artwork, colors, compositions, and style.

Here they are, in their true colors (and in alphabetical order) [Read on…]

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