Everyone's life is an epic, the memories of struggle, success, smiles, tears and relationships are added to the self image of me and mine to harden our ego, and there is a constant struggle to keep this ego safe from eroding in the tough hands of time. Giving these memories a form of image, color or even words, gives reality of the moment a longer shelf life, I like PB Shelley's Ozymandias for the same reason ( Please correct me if I have understood this poem wrongly). Lucky are the people who can store their memories as a painting, like my friends Priya and V.P.Vasuhan, we frindly call him Vasu) Today I went to the opening of Vasu's Painting exhibition, with my friends, it was a great day for Vasu. I don't understand the much of modern art, but the artists who were present told that his paintings are the reflections Indian subcontinent, and his struggles in a big city. Thats V.P.Vasuhan, with his painting Dances with Rats.
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
- Ozymandias by PB Shelley
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed,
- Ozymandias by PB Shelley
3 comments:
i liked the painting. What is the medium Uma?
thank you uma!
hi Uma, your site is better than a Diary,
so nice to see my painting after 7month,coooooooooool
Thanks uma
V.P.Vasuhan
http://vpvasuhan.tripod.com
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