A painting on the wall of the wall next to it? I have no clue where this came from or what it means. I just felt like doing it and I did it. That's why the title.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Forgotten …
It was raining heavily that night, it was so dark,
My glass were wet and my sight was unclear,
I was alone in all that darkness,
With no direction in mind,
I could see some light a little far ahead,
I moved in towards it, When I got near ,
I was stunned, I thought it was you,
I thought you shined in the dark,
But it wasn’t too long before you did it,
You split my chest and stabbed my heart,
The light that I saw was of the dagger,
The dagger that you hid in hand,
My heart was bleeding,
I was crying out for help,
You looked back at me and smiled,
It was the same smile that I thought was heavenly.
It was the same smile that I trusted,
I was on the ground, with blood all around me,
No one to help, alone again in that dark rainy night.
In that moment I realized we are all alone in this world,
Selfish and preoccupied with ourselves.
So nothing matters, I have nothing to loose,
At the end I shall hit the dust and no one will remember me,
Even the greatest among us are forgotten,
Forgotten with time and life goes on.
My glass were wet and my sight was unclear,
I was alone in all that darkness,
With no direction in mind,
I could see some light a little far ahead,
I moved in towards it, When I got near ,
I was stunned, I thought it was you,
I thought you shined in the dark,
But it wasn’t too long before you did it,
You split my chest and stabbed my heart,
The light that I saw was of the dagger,
The dagger that you hid in hand,
My heart was bleeding,
I was crying out for help,
You looked back at me and smiled,
It was the same smile that I thought was heavenly.
It was the same smile that I trusted,
I was on the ground, with blood all around me,
No one to help, alone again in that dark rainy night.
In that moment I realized we are all alone in this world,
Selfish and preoccupied with ourselves.
So nothing matters, I have nothing to loose,
At the end I shall hit the dust and no one will remember me,
Even the greatest among us are forgotten,
Forgotten with time and life goes on.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
The Pieces That Fill Us
The pieces of different colours, sizes and shapes that fill us or complete us.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Super Spider
This is a pretty old painting, inspired by spider man (my favorite super hero) and super man (everyone's favorite super hero).
[ I know this is going to cause a lot of eyebrows to go up. ]
The Dual Eclipse
[ This and the abstract pictures in my previous post are my own paintings. I am writing all these to clarify the doubts among some of my friends who felt I was posting some random images. ]
My Interpretation
My Interpretation
The 2 opposites in us trying to overshadow the light and the different stages of the process.
Monday, January 11, 2010
4
My Interpretation
4 abstract objects fighting for control over a resource, kind of a struggle. (the resource in this case is the space in the painting or the attention of the viewer)
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