They were quite……obedient…and sharp. They listened what we had to say in rapt attention. They were kids from very poor backgrounds. Many of them have been rescued as child laborers. Many of them still work as laborers in small shops, factories and in their homes stitching clothes, making doormats, spinning threads and all those works which[…]
Jey and Meenakshi used the block prints for the first time in their murals. It was innovative and intriguing for art lovers to make imprints on the wall. Priyamvad is a comrade who can sketch beautifully.The moment we entered their home, we saw Pash’s poems and sketches by Priyamvad. We asked and got to know[…]
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[…]
The message was simple, ‘I saw your work. its really good. Can you guys come and paint at our learning centre in Shahpur Jat.’ Jey replied, ‘If you guys work with kids, then why not, but let me ask Meenakshi first.’ Within three days of this conversation on Facebook we landed up in a flat[…]
This time the blog has been written by the Green Bullet himself. Read a bullet’s Perspective on Artologue.
Another day, another school, another chance to create something new. By now we had learnt a little more about the Gandhi Fellows and we decided to involve them in our madness along with the kids. This school was smaller than the previous one with fewer students but equipped with separate learning rooms. I was excited[…]
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 will be on yet another long trip in next few months. The plans are in the process but in the meanwhile we want to share something else with you all. Of course it is about art and the process of art. Artists do not work in void, they are also part and parcel of[…]
सुबह सुबह पंखुड़ी की तस्वीर देखी तो कहीं बहुत कुछ याद आ गया. पंखुड़ी..कौन…अरे पंखुड़ी वही अपने गिरि बाबू की प्यारी सी बिटिया. पूर्णिया में मिला था तो गोद में आ गई थी. अब स्कूल जाने लगी है. उसका नाम मुझे पता नहीं क्यों पाखी याद था. शायद परी मेरे ज़ेहन में होगी. परी ……..परी[…]
“What is your name?” They looked up at their teacher seeking their tacit approval and then said meekly, “Balbir”. This was not the case with just one kid at the school run by NIV called NIV Vidya Mandir, but nearly all the 200 kids who were present there. These students were kids of guards, gardeners,[…]
The Artologue journey reached mountains this time in the scenic land of Srinagar in Uttarakhand. Yes there is a Srinagar in Uttarakhand as well. We were invited by the Rainbow public school to work with their students. The owners of the school were surprised about how we fund our endeavor and we explained that we[…]
आर्टोलॉग की यात्रा के दौरान फेसबुक पर कई मित्र बने हैं जिनसे हम कभी नहीं मिले. फेसबुक के इनबॉक्स में बातें होती रहींं. वो पूछते रहे. हम बताते रहे अपने बारे में. ऐसा ही एक लड़का है विकास त्रिवेदी..वो कभी कभी कुछ पूछ लेता था और हमेशा कहता- आप लोग बहुत अच्छा काम कर रहे हैं.[…]
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[…]
अभी हम श्रीनगर पहुंचे नहीं थे. शहर के बाहर पहली रेड लाइट पर रुके थे. बगल में रुकी स्कूटी, मोटरसाइकिल वाले कभी हमें देखते…कभी हरी बुलेट को. बायीं तरफ स्कूटी पर बैठा आदमी मुस्कुरा रहा था. हम भी मुस्कुरा दिए. बत्ती हरी हुई और हम बढ़े. स्कूटी पीछे पीछे आई…..कहां से आए हो दिल्ली से..हमने[…]
‘‘I wanted to marry the most beautiful women and I did marry the most beautiful one in the college.’’ Sudesh Gupta loves beauty and that was his only condition for marriage. It was 1978 when background of the family mattered the most in the matters of marriage. In those times marriages were said to be[…]
Thirteen year old Anil has big eyes and they are searching for something all the time. It sparked when he saw us opening the colour bag. “Aaap painting kartey ho?” (you guys paint?) he asked with glitters in his eyes. He was asked by the family we were staying with, to assist us in the[…]
Amritsar was not on our painting itinerary but we painted there. The trip to Kashmir took unexpected twists and turns. We planned to do three paintings in two weeks- one in Jammu and two in Srinagar. Instead we painted one in Amritsar and two in Udhampur. That’s what happens in Travels. Isn’t it? The painting[…]
जून की गर्मी, बुलेट की सवारी और 274 किलोमीटर की दूरी….धूल भरी आंधियों के बीच आंखें मिचमिचाते…धूप सोखते….रुकते रुकाते…शाम ढले पहुंचे थे उस घनी छांव में जिसका नाम था वीरेंद्र और रेणु सांगवान. घग्घर नदी के किनारा….डूबता हुआ सूरज और अंकल आंटी….एक आइडियाज़ से भरपूर दूसरी शांत…मुस्कुराती…ममत्व से लबरेज़. सितारों से स्वागत और फिर चाय[…]
‘’Welcome to the house with stars …’’ announced a mid-aged man switching off all the lights the moment we entered his home. Next second the home was lit with stars and another figure appeared with an unforgettable warm smile. They were Virendra and Renu Sangwan from Panchkula. An ex-army officer who is now working as[…]
I am brave, I am strong, I am successful, I am Happy. I am Masked. I don’t take off my mask. I face the world with my mask on my real face. I am scared to show my real self to the world because then the world will know that I fear death, disease,[…]