Frames that Stare at Us

I went to an art museum recently, where I found lots of frames hung on the wall. I could not understand the pictures drawn on them. There were quite a few of them. I thought I will understand at least one of them. But to my disappointment, I could not figure out anything. However, there…

Blue

Everyone has someone who, if life was a painting, would be the blue on their artist’s palette. Just as no painting is complete without it, so no moment, thought or experience in this life, is quite as beautiful or complete without them. They are the ones who shine like stars, lighting up the black night…

Two Nobel laureates in Literature

The Nobel Prizes in Literature for 2018 and 2019 were announced at The Swedish Academy in Stockholm on Thursday, the 10th of October, 2019. Olga Tokarczuk wins the 2018 Nobel. And the 2019 winner is Peter Handke. The Nobel is considered to be the most high ranking award in the literary world. The prize is…

The Da Vinci Code

An ingenious code is hidden in the works of Leonardo da Vinci. A desperate race through the cathedrals and castles of Europe. An astonishing truth concealed for centuries…unveiled at last. While in Paris, Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon is awakened by a phone call in the dead of the night. The elderly curator of the Louvre…

The Art of Living

For as long as I can remember, arts, crafts, gardening, sewing, baking, writing – all things creative – have held a kind of magic and innocence to me. I enjoy creating. Who doesn’t love the glint of light reflected off the shiny red handles of the metal scissors used in grade school? The smell of…

Box of Crayons

Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten. Then when you hit puberty, they take the crayons away and replace them with dry, uninspiring books on algebra, history, etc. Being suddenly hit years later with the ‘creative bug’ is just a wee voice telling you, I’d like my crayons back,…

The Reminder

I’m writing this in the middle of the night, with no certainty that anyone will understand, but I will keep trying until I reach that person, that’s staring at the moon like I am, and wondering if he/she is the only one having a hard time. You are not alone, no matter where you are….