Thursday, November 26, 2009

Bottles and glasses

Proximity and deception. Bottles or wine glasses?

Monday, November 23, 2009

Monday, November 16, 2009

Tunga and the Magical Binoculars







So Katha had this competition. And I wrote and illustrated a book. But then the dates got bumped and I sent in a hurried entry. So I've written and am illustrating a new story. Just thought I'd put the previous one up for feedback.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


For those who know me very little, silver jewellery is my distinguishing fashion statement. I had to submit a compostion for a photography test, and thought it best to use what I've got.

My obsession began with the bangles, a gift from nani, who many years back gave Di and I all the silver she had been storing. As I grew, my silver grew in amount and variety. I added to the collection of bangles, bought many a pairs of earrings, flicked lots of ma's rings, and bought some of my own. I couldn't possibly imagine myself without all my stuff, materialistic though it may seem.

This composition has my much loved bangles, the earrings pa bought me after i made him drive to squiggly silver streets in Ooty that he had never seen before despite studying there for 10 years ( expected, i suppose ), and a ring I bought this dhanteras for myself.

Photography this time round.



Photography again. We had to photograph nature. I went all Boho and did fibers and mud and sunlight on flowers. Fun it was.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Because normal kinds of torture just won't do!



Classwork can sometimes be fun,
And sometimes, an incurable pain in the bum.
I am now spectacled courtesy all the stippling,
The line shading had me flipping.


We had stippling and colour pencil shading as part of our module at college, titled "illustration techniques". Sadly, it was more like a drawing and sketching module. Anyhow, I thought that though it was one week of deadeningly boring work, it turned out pretty okay. The images I've uploaded are both A4 sized, so it was a lot of dot-dot-dotting and dash-dash-dashing. Sigh.