ChitraSanthe - Art for All, an event organized on January 30th, Sunday, by Chitrakala Parishat, Kumara Krupa Road, Bengaluru.
Chitra means picture and Santhe means market.
Artists come from all over India, with their creativity captured on canvas, pencil sketches, Tanjore paintings, glass paintings, clay molds which are for sale. You name it, they had it. There are more than 300 stalls. The colorful paintings were indeed a bliss to watch. The event was from 9am to 7pm.
Below: Inside Chitrakala Parishat
Below: Paintings for sale
Below: Paintings for sale
Below: Radha Krishna on the swing made of chalk
Below: Maniature bike made of chalk
Below: The Artist explained that it took 2 glorious years to finish the
Mantap made of chalk. Each piece of chalk has a carving.
I visit you uninvited. Enter into everyones lives without even knocking at your door nor asking for your permission. As I kiss you, you stop smiling forever, forget when you smiled the last time. Just a cheerful person once you were, but gloomy now. You think of those pieces as you look yourself at the mirror. Cry, cry, .. tears.. I lead you to the confused path which was never your destination. I am hopelessness.
I enter your lives and you are joyous, smiley, calm and a composed person. You love yourself, no matter who you're and how you're. Success is your dream. I hold you while you step on thorns so you can reach your goal. Nothing can harm you. You're lively. I am Hope. :)
Mysooru Mallige, a popular book by K.S. Narasimha Swamy in the year 1942, which is much popular as a Kannada movie directed by T.S. Nagabharana in the year 1991, which every Kannadiga savours the beautiful songs written by the poet.
BaLegaara(Seller of bangles) Chennaiah visits Naviluru, with bunches of bangles made of glass hung to the shoulders. Naviluru is an imaginary town by the author. As Chennaiah visits Naviluru, he learns that todays women are without the bangles and men wearing earrings, steel bangle and long hair.
He enters the house of the poet, narrates the story to the present generation who are the grand children of the poet. The house where the young couple, the poet and his wife Sitamma lived since they were wed. During each visit, the lady of the house, Sitamma, would get him a pinch of jaggery along with water so that Chennaiah could quench his thirst from a long walk. But the present, great grand daughter gets him a bottle of pepsi which he is taken aback when he requests for water. He denies pepsi and requests for water with a pinch of jaggery.
The play consists of all the songs and has been performed very well by the artists. Directed by Dr B.V. Rajaram and Screenplay by Rajendra Karanth, the baLegaara: narrator of the story.
The poet, being a loyal and a humble man undergoes suffering as a young man of twenties, middle aged man, old man neglected by his children. His wife being a tolerant and patient woman supports him during odd times; scarcity of food, clothing and money!
In a way, the story depicts, if there is no pain, no feeling, you cannot write good poems or songs. The poet who is loyal without urge to mint money invites suffering to himself.
Few songs I hunted on youtube after watching the play.
Balegara Chennaya bagilige bandhihenu
Ondhirulu kanasinali nannavala kelidhenu
Premada Pariya Naanariye Kanakangi
Rayaru bandharu maavana manege
Deepavu ninnade gaaliyu ninnade
Mysooru Mallige, as title suggests, Mysore is famous for Mallige(Jasmine) flower.
Signing up yet another e-book reading challenge for this year. :) I have loads of e-books stored of which I have hardly read one or two. Reading an e-book is a major challenge than just reading the paper books. ;)
Every morning in Africa, a deer wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the lion or it will be killed.
Every morning, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest deer or it will starve to death.
It doesn't matter if you're a lion or a deer. When the sun comes up, you'd better be running.
I was waiting at the doctor's clinic yesterday evening while my attention was caught by this poster.
I have been lazy to read the books for not some but a long time now. :) Signed up the 2011 South Asian Challenge at S Krishnan's blog. Off late, I have been reading the books written by South Asian authors.
FAQ's of the book reading challenge can be found here.
Hoping to meet the minimum criteria. :)
I was a naive about bikes until a friend started giving gyaan on the cruisers when he bought his black beauty, Royal Thunderbird, which he dreamed of day and night.
A variety of Jawa and Yezdi bike models assembled seen from all parts of the state at International Jawa Yezdi Day in the month of July '10. Later followed by the wheel burning, award ceremony and biker rally.
I was amused to see so many vintage bikes which I had hardly noticed on the roads!
A Jawa biker with "Jawa nanna jeeva" (meaning in Kannada: Jawa is my life)
