Sunday, 6 May 2018

Morning Dew By Mithu Basu

'A hard nut,'  said the adult. 'A ball' said the teenager The child cracked it open with curiosity and ate the soft sweet kernel with wonder.
Moral: Unlearning is the new learning.

Thursday, 2 March 2017

From the pages of life...

Heard the colours speak as I was washing the palette."Why was I not on the canvas?"  Is that what we call destiny in the canvas of life too... is a thought that just popped up.

Friday, 25 November 2016

Art makes a house into a home


Love you Art

Just realized, art makes a house into a home. Wanting to change around the current art, I got them all off the walls. Sat back to contemplate on the new art to be hung. The blankness of the walls around me made me feel so 'unwarm'. It hit me then - this is a house and when my art went up, the snugness of a home returned! Love you art.

Thursday, 24 November 2016

Riding the waves of life with friends

Ups and downs can be such fun when you ride life with friends. Thanks Hiral, Chandni (in white & blue caps in this pic) and all my friends out there on this #Thanksgiving day.


Wednesday, 23 November 2016

Sometimes what you take for granted is waiting for your attention

So I stopped to stand and stare
At this little arrangement on my kitchen counter.
All still, yet as if basking in the joy of being noticed 
I sensed a sway in the tulips, 
a dash of blush on the lotus 
and a tortoise nodding his head in ecstasy. 
The silver silently lent its shine. 
This had to be their selfie moment I thought.

Thursday, 7 July 2016

My art shows India holding the torch high for Rio Olympics'16

Thankyou 'The Entertainment Co.' and Subu Kumar Iyer for the opportunity. I designed this installation art for Star Sports. It stands tall at the Star House lobby in Mumbai for the next 50 days from countdown till the end of the Rio Olympics.









Monday, 9 May 2016

My Mother left us before Mother's Day was born.


In the quietude of the day after the hyped frenzy of mother's day, I read the trillion mushy, eloquent, emotional declarations of love. It's alien to our Indian culture to articulate our love but somehow marketing has succeeded to change the urban mindset. Days are now earmarked to acknowledge our multitude relationships including that with our mothers.
This note is for every child who didn't wish. Excuses may be many, I hear some say "oh I love you everyday" read that too as an excuse. Though at the ripe age of 79 I still feel my mother left us too early, all because Mother's Day was not yet born then. How I long to have that opportunity of plucking one day out of the calendar to tell her it's only for her. Pampering her whim, writing a note, painting her or just taking her out shopping...the list is endless.
We all loved her to a fault, we may presume she understood but the joy of clearly dedicating a day in praise of her, would dispel all ambiguity and have me basking in joy. Come on, celebrate your mothers... rejoice, revel and profess your love in your own unique way and know that you are so fortunate to have got that opportunity. Like me, there are many who missed out, as our mothers left before Mother's Day came to exist for us.