Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Reminder to a Painter Friend

This should be ever in your mind

Money and machine can not (and should not) make humankinds.
Rather, humankinds can (and should) make money and machine.

Wherever be, our real world will be our inner world.
The world no one, other than we, can see and change.

Blaming other external aspects will be equal to
Escaping from our own inner world - Helplessness.
Or that would mean we have lost our inner world - Defeated in and by self.

Inner hollowness can’t be filled with
External possessions, wearing and beauties.
Rather it would burden the self / the hollowness.

Frightening physicality of desert is an external issue.
But on our inner world’s becoming of a desert, we won’t get an escape.

External enemies - we can fight and face
With the support of tricks, weapons and other people.
But if we become our own enemy -
No way to fight, face and defeat
With the support of tricks, weapons and other people.

Even the bad carpenters’ lamentation won’t help there.

After all we have to decide
Whether life has to be lived for physical living
Or for knowing what it is and for what it is.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

A Letter to a Painter Friend

If not for the garments,
Many would not have come out.
Dresses give them identity and courage.
Like packets for products.
All efforts and the whole life is spent
To tighten and beautify this packet.
And the core gets spoiled and spent
To shape the mask.

The fruits real,
Its taste is with no garments.
To know its beauty and sweetness
Undress them. Peel their skins off.

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Blacks and whites
Are colors beyond colors.
The colorless colors.
Colors get lost in them.
Either when you deny
Or when you affirm/confirm.
Going through colors,
You will reach colorless end.
And getting into no colors too,
You will be colorless end.

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Reduce colors and forms.
Make each drop and line
Like a big lesson
Or a good musical tune.
Human beings and events of his world
Have to be in tiny dots.
Their position in this universe is that less
That the whole earth is not to the size of a mustard seed.

Feel and enjoy and do your painting
Like doing music,
Without much complications and
Without any need to interpret.

Let the colors be your basic ragas,
Like seven days and seven oceans,
Giving birth to thousands of colors.

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A product
Is like a pot or cup filled
From the ocean.
The whole ocean is not therein.
All that is in colors are
Beyond the colors used for your products.

Think not what has been done is bad
Or it is the best or the maximum from you.
The best never comes out.
Your effort is to get this best out
Like the roots get the fruits out of dirty soil.

Just because it gets recognized,
And you own that recognition,
These are not the best.
Recognition will get you defined and confined.

Recognition is OK
For your physical survival.
But, it will undermine
Your spirit, the real cause.
Your physic has nothing to do
With your painting of this kind.

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Consumers and customers
Cause your definitions.
But, inside the tomb,
It will disturb you a lot.


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Still I have doubt.
Animals are color-blind.
A cat can't feel or sense your red
Or any other colors
Than the black and white.
Cats see things in grey shades.
Except human beings,
Enjoyment of life is in grey, black and white.
Without too much of comparisons and objectivity.
Gray proves to them
The physical world's transience too.

Could a cat be an exception to this?
I am not sure.
But, animals have some exceptions.
Its behavior is an indicator of Earth changes.
Cats in particular, act strangely days before
Any impending disaster.
No one has found ever
Too many dead cats
In the aftermath of earthquake or tsunami.
They feel / sense subtle vibrations
In the Earth's magnetic fields,
As warning colors.

So, design or paint,
With warning colors,
Doing justice to these cats
And viewing from their perspective too.

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Black and white are one and the same.
God and no-God is one and the same.
Denial is equal to believing
And believing is equal to denial.

Life and death too are the same way equal.