एका मित्राच्या आरश्याची गोष्ट !!
self dialogues
Hello Mr. Gajewar
Want to draw your face where
your eyes cant see,
your nose cant breath,
your mouth cant speak,
your ears cant listen...!!!!!!!
But still you want to draw.... do it......
You want to give an answer asked by your hands to your mind....... try it......
Its better to justify that you have face and not a vessel kept on your shoulder to consider it as face.
Be Honest...
But remember its going to be a bigger journey.........
With shivering hands in the winter morning and cold fingers i hold myself once again in front of mirror
Where are those lines? (I Shout.....)
Which starts from infinite and ends in infinite to mark my face,
Let those lines be exposed rather my organs........
Let those lines be exposed to me which holds this complex features.......
Let my eyes, nose, mouth, ears take their own shape as they are taking it from my birth........
Let there be some some weight to those lines to be called as faith of my face
Others:
1. What it takes to draw........is confidence of being at unrest for peaceful expression or sometimes extinction......
2. who am i............. I am an astronaut on earthen space, finding some stars hanging weightless..........
3. At one point an artist can stand, from where he can see the thin line between thought and technique of art,
the same can grow more thicker making him stand separate from any art work or even his own art work or
a whole world of art and the same grows thinner making him inseparable........
self dialogues
Hello Mr. Gajewar
Want to draw your face where
your eyes cant see,
your nose cant breath,
your mouth cant speak,
your ears cant listen...!!!!!!!
But still you want to draw.... do it......
You want to give an answer asked by your hands to your mind....... try it......
Its better to justify that you have face and not a vessel kept on your shoulder to consider it as face.
Be Honest...
But remember its going to be a bigger journey.........
With shivering hands in the winter morning and cold fingers i hold myself once again in front of mirror
Where are those lines? (I Shout.....)
Which starts from infinite and ends in infinite to mark my face,
Let those lines be exposed rather my organs........
Let those lines be exposed to me which holds this complex features.......
Let my eyes, nose, mouth, ears take their own shape as they are taking it from my birth........
Let there be some some weight to those lines to be called as faith of my face
Others:
1. What it takes to draw........is confidence of being at unrest for peaceful expression or sometimes extinction......
2. who am i............. I am an astronaut on earthen space, finding some stars hanging weightless..........
3. At one point an artist can stand, from where he can see the thin line between thought and technique of art,
the same can grow more thicker making him stand separate from any art work or even his own art work or
a whole world of art and the same grows thinner making him inseparable........
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