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Lisbon day 1 and 2: the food and Sintra
I have left my heart in Lisbon. I truly have. Every corner there was sheer poetry. When we left for Portugal my heart was broken, shattered to many tiny jagged bits, and I felt disappointed, with life, and with myself for having put my body and soul through the wringer again. Lisbon stitched the frayed…
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In A World of Food and Books
Everytime we visit the Foodhallen my faith in humanity is restored. You might think that is a bit of an exaggeration but it is true. Let me explain, firstly, it is a recycle project, and you know how much I like those (remember this post about The High Line). So, while it commercially opened as a…
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Art Zuid 2017: adding color
This week has been quite rainy in Amsterdam. It is normal for this time of the year and something we share, in terms of timing, with the Indian monsoon. While it pours there, it gusts and gushes here, big fat raindrops for company. If you are in the south of Amsterdam don’t miss the…
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Rijksmuseum visit – Summer 2017
The Rijksmuseum was in renovation mode for the longest time and when it opened its main doors to the public a few years back there was such awe and mystery surrounding the building. I have visited the museum several times, when it was not in the current building but off-location, as a tourist, as a…
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Colors of Spring
Pictures taken by me
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Space, a ghazal in the making
Aged five, an early memory, Rakesh Sharma travelling in space Mrs. Gandhi, he said, India appears best in the world, unravelling in space When I go back home, the Mango tree has shrunk The courtyard looks smaller, what is this diminishing space My sister pretty like a flower, a gentle soul She ended her relationship,…
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This is the house that Jack built
Twitter informed me that today is World Poetry Day. Arundhati Roy says, “There’s really no such thing as the ‘voiceless’. There are only the deliberately silenced, or the preferably unheard.” Thus, I am going to leave this here in case it matters. The House BY WARSAN SHIRE i Mother says there are locked rooms inside…
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Of Diaries & Essays: meditations on memory, what have I lost?
On A Train for A Personal interview. 10 Jan. 2015. 8:33 am train from Schipol to Paris Nord, announcement: “you can travel in this train only if you have reservations.” There is no sunrise yet. The sky is grey; the green of the fields, streetlights, and darkness hangs over the landscape, the train is rushing…
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Zones of Privacy — from Soo at inktales
Some of my sketchbooks are on display in Zones of Privacy, curated by Rukminee Guha Thakurta at Chatterjee & Lal. It’s a show about the visual journals of 25 artists, and is on in Mumbai from Aug 11- Sept 3. Please do visit. via Zones of Privacy — inktales
