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[…]
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[…]
They were on wheel chairs but they had wings to fly. We had colors and we were ready to fly with them. We flew with colors and wheels for the whole day. on our journey butterflies came with us and we spread colors on the walls of the home they live. They were a bunch[…]
हज़ारीबाग जाना नहीं था लेकिन कहते हैं न यात्राओं में पता नहीं होता आप कहां से कहां पहुंच जाते हैं. जब भागलपुर में थे तो शशि से बात हुई तो शशि ने कहा कि अगर हम हज़ारीबाग जाएंगे तो वो मुंबई से हमसे मिलने आ जाएंगे. शशि को हम फेसबुक से ही जानते थे और[…]
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[…]
‘’You guys look Yankee. You know….different… like artists.’’ It was the first reaction of Dr Siddharth, SP of Nalanda. We think he meant funky when he said Yankee. We were in the office of Superintendent of police to discuss the idea to paint in a police station. Dr Siddharth principally agreed to the idea but[…]
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 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[…]
हमारी हरी बुलेट डासना जेल के गेट पर रुकने ही वाली थी कि सिपाही ने डपटा, ‘इधर किधर जाय रहे हो.’ हमने कहा जेलर साब ने बुलाया है. पूछताछ हुई. बड़ा सा ताला खुला. मोबाइल फोन जब्त किए गए. बैग ले लिया गया और हाथों में लगाया गया स्टांप. जैसे डिस्को वगैरह में जाने पर[…]
Dasna jail broke all the myths we had about a jail. Actually till now, we had seen jails only in films. We expected the scenes of dreaded criminals, bad food, stern jailers beating the prisoners and barracks overflowing with shit. Contrary to that, we found a very neat and clean jail campus where bad elements[…]
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[…]
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[…]
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[…]
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[…]
‘‘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[…]
गोवा से कुंडापुर की दूरी ढाई सौ किलोमीटर के आसपास है और रास्ते में समुद्र की नमी महसूस होती है, नज़रें घुमाएं तो या तो खूबसूरत तट दिखते हैं या फिर घने जंगल. इन सब को पार करते हुए कुंडापुर के नज़दीक पहुंचते ही समुद्र तट और बैकवार्टर्स का अदभुत नज़ारा देखने को मिलता है.[…]
The moment he saw us, he came galloping to us like a horse. It was the moment of joy to see an old buddy. He was Tarun. We studied together in Class XI and XII. We were meeting after almost a gap of ten years. MAG on the Move: MUMBAI After the school we went[…]
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[…]