Showing posts with label copyright Arunesh Dogra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label copyright Arunesh Dogra. Show all posts

Monday, January 16, 2012

Thursday, December 8, 2011

middle age stages

40...
40 used to be a good mileage, in my day
40 is when they tell you you are set in your ways
40 is like reminding today of the night yesterday
Is it the end, I don't say. But I think, 'No Way!.'

38 is a state
37 is well past heaven
36 is the last of finding 20-something chicks
35 is said life begins like, by the way, you're alive
34 is just like 35, only before
33 and you just add one-third
While 32 is a choice between jobs and a 'do'

What's that?
What about the women today?
Well I was romantic, sympathetic
Even a closet feminist until 498A.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

5 Paintings of Me

2 months back I did five odd paintings as self-prescribed art therapy.
It was getting difficult for me to think in words, since I was back writing storyboards at work and after work, my thoughts had the same old things going round and round in my head. Needless to say, I was trying to deal with being left in lurch limbo by my wife, who took my baby girl away as well.

this was the first, while my wife was still around and is my tribute to Santana's cover of Arabaxas, the actual painting is called the Black Madonna.

did this next, needless to say i was missing the wife and kid and

Third, needed to work it out within myself.

grew a little tired of too much and tried to be minimal and differently colored


fifth made me realize that what i like best about my work is that I can stare at it for hours and still see things

in this, the last one, i pulled out all stops. in a sense it is also my current position in life

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Dead River Body

Across the bridge
Can you see the water
Under the foam
There’s a river flowing
Next to your home
Dead river, dead body
Dead river, dead body

Washing vegetables
In the water
Black water,
White cucumber
Do you remember
They threw coins
In the river
Dead river, dead body
Dead river, dead body

If you’re hanging around
At night you might end
Up face down
Yeah, right
In the water
Dead river, Dead body
Dead river, Dead body