An Artist Inspires

I have always thought that poetry and art go hand in hand. The artist paints what he sees on his canvas and the poet paints what he sees with his words. I was inspired by the Dutch post-impressionist painter Vincent Willem van Gogh to write a poem dedicated to him. Afterward, I also wrote about this artist and have included a link to my article here. A tribute to this artist would not be complete without the wonderful composition by Don McLean “Vincent.”

Beauty In Art

An artist not always understood,
painting by candlelight you knew,
there was inspiration to be had,
in that golden glow.
The world never understood you,
breaking your fragile heart and soul,
madness was a pattern,
a way to hide away,
when you were misunderstood.
It was a strange thing,
to be living yet have a tombstone with your name,
all these things were but a game,
it was your art that made you what you were
and art that saved you from fading away.
You may have lived in your own world,
but your paintings uncovered what was beneath,
you left the world as quickly as you came,
but left behind your lovely inner self,
in the paintings that were to be admired.
And yes, Vincent perhaps you were too beautiful for the world,
that you lived in,
but each starry, starry night,
I can raise my glass of wine
and express my admiration,
for the art that now adorns many a wall.


#art, #artists, #vincent-van-gogh

There is sensuality

There is…

There is sensuality

It’s so rich with details and Wordplay. A work of art at best. Thank you Lia for sharing your verses with us!

#art, #lia-the-poet, #poetry, #verse

Dusk shall sleep!

Twilight should end here,

No further,

Battling Lingas flying zigzag

Monkeys danced a strange dance

Uprooted eighty plants,

Lovely mustard,

Carrot grass,

Roots of destiny,

Breeze touches eight petalled lotus,

Lions are asleep,

Both staffed and Staffless,

Stuffed tomatoes are sour,

Mustard leaves taste bitter,

Like beetroot which creates itches in throat,

The music is soothing,

I know the way around,

Twilight shall end,

Savitar has risen,

Litter was a litre terse trefoil,

Gloaming lights tell me what art must feel like at your end,

I have known you for many lifetimes,

I know all your lifetimes,

How sublime,

The art should rest now,

Dusk shall sleep in the hall of bliss.

#art, #beauty, #dancinglightofgrace, #dusk, #gloaming, #twilight

Lies Part Two!

1. I published a post titled ‘Lies?’

2. I showed that post to the person concerned.

3. He said he retains movies with scenic memory and not with titles.

4. He has shared space with Shyam Benegal who he said only talks in English.

5. I emphasized on this point: since we tend to remember different details depending on what we consider important: I reckon that he didn’t consider the movie to be as important as i did.

6. This brings me again to movie itself which is a work of art: i appreciated it more after watching movies like Memento, Timecrimes, Groundhog Day and Triangle. They all offer multiple viewpoints to review same scenarios which go all the way to quantum entanglement and Hindu Puranas which talk about countless trillions of universes in the causal ocean. Parallel realities.

7. But that wasn’t all. Growing up, i watched it first on Delhi Doordarshan on a Sunday. I couldn’t understand. The plot was complex for my young mind. Whatever puzzles us remains in some corner of our mind like a complex, waiting for right quantum to get itself untangled in eternity of events.

8. With the age of internet i could download it and watch on my laptop. It was really fulfilling to finally resolve at least one of my childhood mysteries.

9. He had no problem with my post. I asked for his opinion and told him that I was willing to edit my post or delete it if he considered anything to be uncomfortable or not in keeping with decorum of civilized communication. He didn’t need editing.

#art, #editing, #logos, #movies, #words

Is That All?

1. The art of editing is to not publish everything. I tried publishing everything until there was limited data. Some things are better left unspoken even when you think you can say something about them because it’s infinity you’re delving into. Content Structure.

2. “Things which couldn’t be said shouldn’t be said;” as per Ludwig Wittgenstein.

3. In the deliberate falsehood in speech committed by Yudhishthira- a protagonist in epic Mahabharata: the intention was to mislead the Guru Dronacharya who felt dejected at the possibility of demise of his son. Didn’t he know he was an immortal?

4. The answers depend on questions. When you cross the border where every symbol has countless meanings : you depend on common symbols and witnesses. A common language spoken by a group of people. They walk with each other until it’s emergency. When only two of you’re left without any fear or constraints: you can be yourselves unless there’s nothing coming up next. But when in reality there’s two voids: you’re only creating value as one void and the next depends on this one.

5. Therefore all such foundations are temporary. I chose numbers because I was in a setting where various religious symbols seemed to struggle against each other. Numbers were common to all and they were as divine as any syllables.

6. No matter which path you take you reach the same truth. Reality exerts itself. Truth realm universe is a realm inside a universe where play between darkness and light has been ongoing for eons and eons are created by consent of beings who are fundamentally free yet extending their freedom with some inexhaustible energy.

7. Einstein’s quote about nature putting limits to our life spans so that they may appear as works of art was discussed as we were reading Kalam’s autobiography. The common pattern in lives of all great people including Gandhi, Vallalar and Bradman is struggle or constraints which shaped their heroic acts which might otherwise would have been gigantic and lopsided.

8. Take career of Sir Donald Bradman for example. Unless World Wars had taken a huge amount of it like current Covid 19 took from Virat Kohli and other’s careers: he would have created even more astounding records. His record is still nonpareil.

9. Paul Dirac’s biography also told about a struggle as he was studying. The energy and vitality of youth is used by regimes to serve either darkness or light. This struggle between light and darkness, between ups and downs, between angels and demons: makes life or existence like sinusoidal curves.

10. Creativity is dependent on time frames and constraints. If you’re given infinite time, space and resources to carry out your experiments or projects: which should ideally be the case with everyone: you will be left completely alone on some mountain where you don’t hear any echo. Craving for an echo is also a limitation but creativity is made up of countless echoes and constraints have been created by archetypes in such a way that your passage through them won’t leave you the same when you exit out of the garden or wild as you may need to call it.

11. I received two coins yesterday. Both of them had 2010 as their release year. I got a change for 500 rupees as I bought an earphone: the notes were either from 2018 or 2019: no 2020 notes. Kalam’s book Vision 2020 was a definitive statement for destinies of many people in this country. As I reflect back on this year I see so many experiences worth commenting upon but I would exercise restraint of speech and elaborate upon only some points which would stay with me in the next year as we walk on an imaginary bridge in eternity. The lyrics of one song which talks about lynching of people who don’t get associated with the madness: the white collared ones without spots on their shirts was released in 2010. The answer was given after questioning. I trust the source of information. That, along with two coins released in 2010 coming from two different stalls were enough to transport me into trinity. Into a memory of 2010. I could see ‘Paul’s pub’ as the bus was entering Bangalore. I was reading Rumi and writing emails before I began writing blogs. A decade has gone.

12. Hind Kesari ‘Swami Pahalwaan Pathkar’ had ‘Patwa’ written as his surname on a stone inscription on the southern side wall of temple. This inscription was made in 1992 on October 5th. I got to meet him and his son who is also a wrestling champion. This was my second visit to the place. I found some serenity the last time I visited the place and took picture which I uploaded on instagram. This time around I got information which filled in the blanks. He’s a self-made wrestler like Eklavya. It touched me. Someone having won a title like Hind Kesari without a formal coach is astounding to say the least!

Om Namah Shivaaya!

13. I am learning the art of editing. I read some pages from Aditi by M. P. Pandit. Registered only twelve titles yesterday as I needed to immediately publish an article on hunger being a greater problem than Covid. The prompt was given by a book titled ‘Trusteeship’ written by Gandhi. I played ten vocabulary jams. Aditi is wife of rit. Gandhi was going towards spirituality with material ground whereas Vallalar was going towards material alchemy with solid spiritual archon foundation. Why did nobody reach heights of Vallalar after 1874?

14. I received first rank 5 times. 4th rank twice. Maryam has been a consistent player since last two days. Since earphone snapped I needed some extra effort to focus on task-in-hand.

15. One Abhay Chaubey asked if he could call his friend Deepak Tiwari as I was busy playing a jam. Another guy asked if he could use some water from my bottle to wash his hands after loo. A woman hanged her jacket on the almirah which would have otherwise let the books breathe a fresh air with me. Leather jacket versus fresh air you do the maths!

16. A Tohu Verse created with words culled from jams:

Ethereal ethanol is it all?

Discourteous privation ions on onions,

Real couscous pasta manorama

Panorama amanita pita is that all?

Guttural gutte nacht takht upthread

Read hotar kartar bhartar ardhvayu

Udgata John

Is that all?

Eimi pan to gagonos

Kai on kai esomenon

Kai ton emon peplon eudeis pothne

Tos apekalupen

Is that all?


#2010, #art, #dancinglightofgrace, #logos, #tohu-verse

Railway Station Chhatarpur!

1. Sitting under the Bodhi tree at railway station. Here, one night, they were playing Paheli.

Bodhi tree!

2. The railway station has undergone a great transformation as anything does over time. Here we have a crater hole which I am not going to visit today.

Railway Station, Chhatarpur

3. On my way, i observed a lot of rampikes; leafless trees.

4. The view from the bridge is breathtaking. I once had a discussion with the engineer who was working on it in its initial phase:

Bridge has been built!

5. Time table picture. I captured the image at the instant when a gentleman asked me about the train for Indore. The image erased itself. Or was it IT cell?

Railway Station Chhatarpur, Time Table

6. The Art of Data Interpretation:

A. There are 3 types of trains.

B. Towards Khajuraho (East):

1. 51818: Jhansi-Khajuraho Passenger.

( Arrival: 13:13 PM | Departure: 13:15 PM)

(It says everyday but now Sunday is off. A gentleman needed a ticket for Delhi and we had some chat)

2. 22163: Mahamana Express.

( Arrival: 11:50 AM | Departure: 11:59 AM)

[ It’s named after Madan Mohan Malviya: a gentleman who had a great mind. Maha is a prefix which means great and Mana means mind. As in the expression “Hi Hannah thanks for the Mannah.”]

C. Towards Jhansi(North)

1. 51817: Khajuraho Jhansi Passenger

( Arrival: 7:50 AM Departure: 7: 52 AM)

D. Towards Bhopal (No clue which direction Bhopal is from here, maybe North!)

[ Mahamana Express]

22164: (Arrival: 16:48 PM Departure: 16:50 PM)

E. MCSC is 4313: 2.

F. Color coding: passengers are written in blue. Superfast or express in green.

7. Conclusion:

1. The railway station is mostly clean: cleaner than most residential areas.

2. Platform ticket costs 10 rupees.

3. To book a ticket you might need a PAN card.

#art, #dancinglightofgrace, #data-integration, #railway-station, #time-table