Friday, 1 November 2013
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Wednesday, 19 June 2013
Friends
Its 5:30 am in the morning. And you are in tears.
Because sometimes it is best to say a warm goodbye.
Because you have to let your hands go;
because they are tired of holding on to something, that has always been your support,
because now you are moving on,
because now you will be alone, till you get tired of holding on to something again.
Because sometimes, goodbyes are not enough.
#f.r.i.e.n.d.s.
Sunday, 9 June 2013
Kathakali Dancers
Kathakali Dancers
Oil Painting on CanvasI remember the width being nearly 55 cm but I don't remember the length (It was something about in 3: 9 ratio or something).
I was home this summers for nearly a month (I had to extend my stay to complete this.) and had an empty canvas with me. So I was surfing net when I came across a beautiful photograph depicting many kathakali dancers. It was then I thought that I should do something big, on a large scale with minute details.
Did I end with something that I intended to ? I kept on looking into my laptop screen, searching for the details, and replicating them, or modifying them.
But when after a work of many days, I looked at it, I realized the details I was working were lost on the scale of the canvas, and I started thinking whether it was worth the effort I was putting in. The details probably would not even be observed. But I had to complete what I had created, in the way I had started; Consistency is essential.
And it ended up something like this.
Wednesday, 12 December 2012
When I am sad, I stop being sad, and start being awesome instead
“Think of me like Yoda, but instead of being little and green, I wear suits and I'm awesome. I'm your bro—I'm Broda!”
“Jesus waited three days to come back to life. It was perfect! If he had only waited one day, a lot of people wouldn't have even heard he died. They'd be all, "Hey Jesus, what up?" and Jesus would probably be like, "What up? I died yesterday!" and they'd be all, "Uh, you look pretty alive to me, dude..." and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude'd be like "Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro..." And he's not gonna come back on a Saturday. Everybody's busy, doing chores, workin' the loom, trimmin' the beard, NO. He waited the perfect number of days, three. Plus it's Sunday, so everyone's in church already, and they're all in there like "Oh no, Jesus is dead", and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin' up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five. That's why we wait three days to call a woman, because that's how long Jesus wants us to wait.... True story.”
“God, it's me, Barney. What up? I know we don't talk much, but I know a lot of girls call out your name because of me.”
Monday, 29 October 2012
It Happens
The movie was to be submitted by the 2nd of Sep (for Sophie Movies), and here I was, just meddling senselessly on Fb till Friday, when I realised I had to be get going. The next day, during the MA 207 class, I just wrote the screenplay,and hurriedly the told the dude actress, Miss Dudhe, to be there at Lake Side by 3 pm ( and still she got late by more than half an hour), and I was like, what the f.
With just 50 mm prime lens, my roomie and a Tripod, we rushed to Lake Side, and he we were, with no screenplay (I had lost it), and just random pieces of acting and quite beautiful (and gruesome and disgusting) but weird expressions by both, (Although I am pretty sure you won't be taking away your eyes from the actress, she's natural), and overnight editing, and a beautiful Regina Spektor song, I completed it, and I knew, it was something.
And just this funny effort of a day or two yielded us two prizes (Best Screenplay and Best Actress) and overall 4th position. I wonder what the hell were the others doing and making movies with so much time and effort.
:)
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