The Daltons at 404 Andheri

It was some random Facebook post which got us connected. Jey doesn’t even remember the post but he vividly remembers that Sriram said something which Jey could relate easily. Jey came home and told Meenakshi, ‘Do you know there is always a connection with people. you know that Jharkhand feeling.’ Meenakshi smiled and said, ‘seems[…]

I in Togetherness

 It’s not easy travelling everyday and as you know one has to earn for a living. We are not travelling doesn’t mean we are not thinking about art and travel.  We are exploring ourselves everyday and want you to come with us on a journey. The journey called ‘I’ in Togetherness where MEE and JEY explores[…]

Starry Hills with Fishes in Spring Halls

“Here comes the hippies……”. That was the welcoming comment we received when we entered Frank’s home in Gunehar, a village on the mountains of Himachal Pradesh, somewhere near the Bir-Billing, that is probably the only place in India where you can paraglide. We were not there to paraglide but to participate in the ongoing conceptual[…]

The magical Touch…

Since we have asked families and people to write us back explaining how do they remember artologue. we have been getting messages through whatsapp, email, FB and on phone. This painting is made by zara recently. we stayed in zara’s house and did a wall painting in 2014. Zara’s mother and our lovely Shirley aunty[…]

Artologue…Please come again

The summer sun is in rage….its hot all over the world. We wanted to travel more but the heat can kill us. for the next few months we have decided to take a break from motorcycle rides but we are still in touch with people who are inviting us and with those where we painted[…]

Art Walle लोग

Amidst anxieties, last minute confusions, surprising changes in plan and chaos, the exhibition ART Walle LoG finally opened for public to view and participate. This exhibition brings together our experience of painting 45 murals with families, schools and communities in 17 states over nearly 3 years at one place. Thanks to Dr. Alka Pande who[…]

Come Be an Artist

Today, we want to make a big announcement about artologue. No we are not going on a World Tour……(though we would love to if someone sponsors us) So whats the good news…..it is about an exhibition. Yes Artologue is exhibiting for the first time. In Delhi we have got an open space in INDIA HABITAT[…]

Artologue turns 3….

Artologue: Art for all, our dream project enters its third year in August 2015. While colours, journeys to new places, participation of the viewers  and creative exchange formed the core of the project, there’s much more to it. It is as much a journey of ours as a couple, Mee and Jey as individuals as[…]

Children of God…in Artologue

For the first time, we were nervous. It is difficult to explain the rush of mixed emotion when we reached the Srijan Help, a school for ‘special’ children. They greeted us with hearty smiles, warm shake-hands, curious looks and shyness. Initially talking to them looked like a difficult task but that was not because a[…]

The Polite admirers of Begusarai…

Begusarai is not a place. It’s a legend, it’s a myth but still it was not on our Artologue trip because no one had invited us from there. I had this feeling since beginning that without Begusarai, Bihar trip will not be considered complete. And so it happened. We got a flood of invites from[…]

संथाल टोला- मस्ती, रंग और वो देसी मुर्गा

संथाल टोला सुनते ही मुझे फूदन माझी की याद आती है. उसका सरसों के तेल में चुपड़ा बदन और उसकी वो बांसुरी. ये पुरानी बात है. अब मालूम भी नहीं फूदन माझी कहां है. आज हम लोग कल्याण टुडू के घर पर हैं जहां माझी थान यानी उनके भगवान के घर को रंगना है. मदद[…]

The Ideas factory…..and the trademark Fish

The Engineering college kids had many ideas. One of them wanted to make a device which can automatically make music with the lyrics. One girl wanted to make a robot controlled by mind. One student was keen to try out photography. Someone wanted to make more intelligent machine than those shown in the film- Transformers[…]

Building blocks of life….and much more

When we have great hosts we end up painting more. That’s what happened in Amnour village of Vaishali. so this blog will have more pictures and endless pleasure we had in the rural setting. The work in Amnour started with Meenakshi arranging and mixing the colors. Next Jey had to help kids to prepare for[…]

Going back to the Roots…

अगर हम अंग्रेज़ होते तो लिखते कि Travelling to the most notorious part of India, which is Bihar. लेकिन हम अभी अंग्रेज़ नहीं हुए हैं तो कहना ये है कि इस बार यात्रा बिहार और झारखंड की है. जो हम दोनों के लिए जड़ों की ओर लौटने जैसा है. झारखंड-बिहार की यात्रा को लेकर डरे[…]

World through pillion rider’s eyes

As we are starting a new journey of artologue, Meenakshi Jey is taking you through another world. A world seen by a Pillion rider. You must have read the world of a rider, a motorcycle but this is the world of a pillion rider, her perils, her problems and her enjoyments. Travelling, that now seems[…]

Goosebumps in the jail…

We were not exactly excited by the offer to paint in the Dasna jail with the prisoners. We were nervous, sceptical and worried about what is going to happen. Jey was tense as he didn’t want this to happen like a media managed PR event where media gets a limited access to prisoners and all[…]

The Blue Motorcycle…

It was a sunday and no government school is suppose to be opened, but Sheolpura village is unique. They decided to meet the Artologue team on a Sunday with full attendance of teachers and students. We reached late and surprised to see that every student was present in the school and eager to paint. They[…]

Artologue gets covered in ‘The Hindu’

The west coast trip has ended on 4th of march. There is so much to be written. The last blog from Chennai will come shortly but before that we would like to share a good piece of news. Artologue gets a coverage in the most respectable newspaper of India- The Hindu. The reporter came to[…]

MAG on the Move : Mumbai

The balcony panel at Versova flat of Pankaj and ShradhaIt was during one of those romantic bullet rides, when Meenakshi whispered in my ears- “can we travel the world on the bullet?”. And I replied- “I can drive, you can paint”. “And you also write about it”, said Meenakshi without any pause. I left the[…]