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[…]

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[…]

Lodarwa: Red Sun & Orange moon

“Who all are there in your family?”, Meenakshi asked just before entering the house of our host Sumer in Lodrawa, Jaisalmer. “…..My parents, my two elder brothers, their wives and two nephews.” “Ok”. We rode 20 kms away from Jaisalmer city to reach this village. For these 20 kms we experience desert in true sense;[…]

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[…]

The tale of half a heart

एक शहर था..जिसमें दो डॉक्टर रहते थे……..पता नहीं कैसे दोनों में प्रेम हुआ….शायद दोनों के दोस्तों ने एक दूसरे को मिलाया…फिर मां बाप मिले और प्रेम हो गया….लड़का सांवला…सलोना सा लड़की गोरी चिट्टी …..जैसी फिल्मों में होती है.. प्रेम कुछ महीने चला…गंगा के घाट पर, रेस्तरां में….आपरेशन थिएटर में….फिर शादी हो गई…. फिर पता नहीं[…]

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[…]

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[…]