Blogging has always been a weird activity for me. I mean, first of all, I’m quite a private human (my daughter calls me a cat). Sharing my thoughts and feelings on a public forum normally feels terrifying. I’m that person who can’t even chime in on a Facebook post about Indian food, despite having so …
Well, well, well… here we are in the run up to Thanksgiving already. Is it just me, or has 2018 sprinted by in a particularly speedy manner? It feels like it was just yesterday when I was still absentmindedly writing 2017 on all my checks. Or maybe it was yesterday? I’m a lost cause when …
On this particularly special International Women’s Day, I would to share the work of one of my favorite (female) artists with you. Yayoi Kusama has been in my heart since I first learned about her work as a teenager. I remember my family being scandalized by a poster of her that I hung on my wall …
It’s January and all I want to do is wrap a blanket around myself and whisper sweet nothings to my sofa. I am not a Winter person, I find it difficult to be productive and ebullient when I am cold. Heck, I find it difficult to even get out of bed when I am cold, and working …
I am more thankful than usual that it is a Friday, this week has been nothing but an uphill struggle. First of all, there was/is the dark, dank weather, the howling wind, and the general feeling that Dementors are floating about in my neighborhood. Then, seeing as it is Springtime (can you sense my sarcasm?), my nine year old …
For a long time I have been interested in the idea of inspiration, and how it is referred to in relation to artists and their work processes. Is the idea of the artist struck by inspiration sometimes a romanticized ideal, invented by art historians to explain a lot of hard work, passion, unusual perspective, and skill? Being an artist is sometimes viewed …
It is tough staying motivated when you work from home. Often schedules get gooey and the line between work and home life is not really a line, more a series of dashes and smudges. Being productive requires a lot of pep talks in front of the mirror, and a decent amount of self control. Sometimes it’s easy …
As the child of first generation Indian immigrants, who moved to Britain in the sixties, I can tell you that living between two cultures can be complicated at the best of times. But how about living between three cultures? As a British person of Indian origin, who has now settled in America, and is bringing up American kids …
I have approximately 20 minutes to write this blog post before I have to pick up my four year old from preschool, so the spelling, and the grammar, and perhaps even the meaning of this post may be muddled. Well, maybe not the spelling – I am a star speller, always have been, it’s my …
It has been a looooooong time since I last blogged. Blogging is like exercising, once you get out of a pattern it is really difficult to get back into it. Somehow, something always comes up that needs to get done first. Laundry, errands, phone calls, the third season of Lillehammer on Netflix…hmm. I read somewhere that, …
