Footsteps of spring: Fiber Tip markers on paper
“I thought, no, heard the footsteps of spring.” - for the deceiving warm week before the snowy and chilly past few weeks.
Inspired by Piet Mondrian’s style. Wanted to see how geometrical shapes and text would go together, as usual rough edges but am happy with the final result.
More italics practice…
B’day present for a dear friend….poem written by him…
Sun bursting through the thick Jungle
The sound of life in the jungle is deafening even when silent,
The sun peeks through reaching out to answer the call of the smallest of saplings bursting with life
~ Beant ~
Fiber TIp Markers on Canvas
Vanity - Used Peacock Feathers for portraying the poem, as in Indian Folklore Peacocks signify both vanity and beauty
Poem: “Song Offerings” from GITANJALI
My song has put off her adornments. She has no pride of dress
and decoration. Ornaments would mar our union; they would come
between thee and me; their jingling would drown thy whispers.
My poet’s vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master poet,
I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and
straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.
The child who is decked with prince’s robes and who has jewelled
chains round his neck loses all pleasure in his play; his dress
hampers him at every step.
In fear that it may be frayed, or stained with dust he keeps
himself from the world, and is afraid even to move.
Mother, it is no gain, thy bondage of finery, if it keep one
shut off from the healthful dust of the earth, if it rob one of
the right of entrance to the great fair of common human life.
“One”…tried for the first time the capital ‘ornamental’ letters from scriptures.
Lesson: to not use Golden marker for fine work, will use a fine brush next time.
