Thursday, March 14, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
You don't see these so much in India anymore. Everything is modern now and no one believes in a parrot that can pick the card that will tell you about your future. But I have seen the 'Kili josiyam' guys set up the parrot cage and the cards at the side of roads in Chennai, in my childhood. And maybe there is something to it. After all, Tarot cards still exist, and training a bird to pick your card is well- impartial.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
I was working on this as I watched the Tudors on Netflix, and before I knew it, The Queen of Tarts took after the snooty and proud Anne Boleyn.
The Queen of Tarts loves all tarts and has perfected making them in her spare time and so naturally, she is the authority. She seats herself on her plush divan and sniffs at tarts that she has had made for her by the innovative kitchen staff of the palace. If tarts were alive, she would have married one. But as such she remains a spinster, because in this unfortunate era, tarts do not have a pulse. Yet.
Susan Oak is the real Queen of all tarts, big and small, sweet and sour, sticky and smooth. She does not to wait for live tarts, and chooses instead, a wonderful human boyfriend:)
Thursday, March 15, 2012
It educates dumbuns like me that are afraid of baking, sauteeing and otherwise burning themselves that cooking can be fun, and very beautiful (you'll agree when you see her photography).
She is www.sweetacorn.com and here is an image for her baby blog. Susan does not have red hair that looks like Moe Howard's, but maybe someday she will.
Monday, March 12, 2012
People ask me why I don't write a children's book, and illustrate it myself. Here's why. I'm good at drawing, but I'm great at drawing only a handful of things, and I will only let my book be about this handful of things. Ultimately this will be a children's book with no animals, toys, or landscape scenery. And Scholastic will reject it.
Same goes for topics I give myself to build my portfolio. My husband observed that all my topics are girl-related and feature an unreasonable amount of pink. So, this time, he gave me something to draw on. My project was to show a soldier coming back home from war. I could have shown the silhouette of a ripped man walking with his backpack on his shoulder, against a backdrop of yellow bomb blasts and planes hovering over his head, and a patriotic flag floating conceptually in the background. But I'm a girly girl, so sue me:) This is what I did.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Elephants in circuses are made to balance on a drum, walk around in circles with acrobats on their back, stand for the audience on their hind legs. People clap for these creatures of majesty and power as they are made to bow down to human whims.
People clap for this elephant too, but only out of awe and respect. He is the ring master and only whips the concrete under his feet for the noise…his troupe starts to juggle, tightrope-walk and trapeze at his command only, and the mice squeak his praise ( mostly to let him know they're down there, and to please not accidentally trample on them.).
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
But now, in a fit of rash bravery, I have started an animal circus. This is Calamaria, the juggler. She is seen here juggling clams. I thought the name was very clever until my husband walked in and misread it as 'Chlamydia'. Grr.
Friday, January 27, 2012
So I reverted to what I know best..black lines and inks. I enjoyed doing this even though some of it was a challenge. It's even inspiring me to take more cultural stuff up!