The soft spoken government officer in Datia

We had no idea that Damodar Sarang was a government officer when he messaged me on the Facebook messenger inviting us to paint in a school in Datia, Madhya Pradesh. We have been planning to travel in Madhya Pradesh for many years and 2017 seemed to be apt for that. We had already covered Mumbai[…]

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[…]

अंतहीन आकाश और सपनों के रंग

अक्सर ही कोई बुलाता है…अपने घर…याद नहींं प्रियंवद ने कैसे बुलाया था…पर इतना याद है कि फोन पर बात करते समय प्रियंवद संयत और अत्यंत मधुर लगे थे….बात कैसे बढ़ी ये भी याद नहींं..लेकिन पहुंच गए थे हम पेंटिंग करने…..हम अपना अनुभव इस ब्लॉग के बाद साझा करेंगे लेकिन पहले प्रियंंवद और विभावरी ने जो[…]

Art from the Heart : Artologue in FEMINA

We never thought that the journey of Artologue will be covered by newspapers but it did. After The Hindu : Art for People’s Sake, It was the well known magazine FEMINA which did a five page photo essay on our Artologue journey. These kind of coverage affirms our belief that Art is for all. Everyone[…]

छह दिन काम फिर एक दिन आराम

पुणे से चेन्नई तक के सफर में एक पेंटिंग का ज़िक्र नहीं हो पाया है. कई कारणों से. एक तो हम थके हुए थे. वापस दिल्ली पहुंचे थे. कई दोस्तों से दिल्ली में मिलना था तो समय नहीं मिल पाया. असल में चेन्नई में की गई पेंटिंग भी कुछ ऐसी ही थी. काम और आराम[…]

‘Taking the High Road’

As you know we have been writing about our Bullet travel and Painting on people’s wall. This time Shirley Ann George writes for Artologue. We met the beautiful family of Shirley, Francis, Zerah and her grandmother (Nani) through Shirley’s Son Pheroze. Read Shirley’s impressions about us and the art. We will post the Hindi blog[…]

Art and Artists: MAG in Patna

As I entered the big hall, it looked like a classroom without a teacher. More than thirty people were in the hall. There were huge desks where artists were working, contemplating and creating their respective art-pieces. Everyone seemed engrossed in their work. I was looking for Meenakshi who was also a participant in the Young[…]