Drawing my way to Freedom
Here's me trying to find some artistic breathing space while going through the usual university students' woes
Here's me trying to find some artistic breathing space while going through the usual university students' woes
As an introduction:
Here are just a few pieces I have done, some new, some old and just some I found floating around my hard drive. Everyone needs to break free once in a while, this is how I do it.
Here are just a few pieces I have done, some new, some old and just some I found floating around my hard drive. Everyone needs to break free once in a while, this is how I do it.
Fragments
Ever wondered why you sometimes look up at the sky, or t your ceiling when you feel frustrate and alone, why didn't you look down? Do you only look down when you are feeling guilty about something, maybe when you have a great weight on you shoulder's.
Ever felt that Life is not complete? And that no amount of adventure sports or thrill seeking that you have experienced can fill that hollow.
Ever dreamt of a world that is different than ours, where people are not judged by the weight of their pockets or by their garb, but by their character, virtue and deeds.
Sometimes I look up at the rising sun, just happy to be able to bask in the first rays of the pure light. When I walk on the beach with the sand underneath my toes, and the waves crashing down, I wonder how something so beautiful and calming can be so destructive.
Ever wondered as you stared up at the stars that one of them could hear you and would reach back when you reach for them.
These are all fragments of our boy, we might not remember but our body, bones and heart do. Though we do not remember, the time when we were part of the land. Sun and sea, when we were earth and sky, when we were trees and flowers, it remembers our body remembers when we were free.
Ever wondered why you sometimes look up at the sky, or t your ceiling when you feel frustrate and alone, why didn't you look down? Do you only look down when you are feeling guilty about something, maybe when you have a great weight on you shoulder's.
Ever felt that Life is not complete? And that no amount of adventure sports or thrill seeking that you have experienced can fill that hollow.
Ever dreamt of a world that is different than ours, where people are not judged by the weight of their pockets or by their garb, but by their character, virtue and deeds.
Sometimes I look up at the rising sun, just happy to be able to bask in the first rays of the pure light. When I walk on the beach with the sand underneath my toes, and the waves crashing down, I wonder how something so beautiful and calming can be so destructive.
Ever wondered as you stared up at the stars that one of them could hear you and would reach back when you reach for them.
These are all fragments of our boy, we might not remember but our body, bones and heart do. Though we do not remember, the time when we were part of the land. Sun and sea, when we were earth and sky, when we were trees and flowers, it remembers our body remembers when we were free.
