The Times Of India recently hosted their annual arts festival, famously known as the Kala Ghoda Arts Festival. Artists from every age, race and art style congregate to celebrate and toast to this event. Right from contemporary to photography, clay moldings to laying out streamers on a bamboo skeleton, and even aliens make from scrap metal, this festival brings about a creative overflow of imagination and unbelieveable art skill any person could showcase.
The first time I ever attended this overwhelmingly, unbelievable fest, was a year ago. When I would think about art, I would usually visualise the usual paintings which any layman may have seen in museums or at the famous Jehangir art gallery. I never really thought about this topic really deeply or even gazed upon the fact that art could be anything or in everything. When I first stepped into this 'layer' last year, you could say i lost my ART-GINITY. I was exposed to the reality of art. the colours, the pictures, the sculptures.
I felt stripped off my old me. I donned on a new and better avatar. An avatar I felt more comfortable and confidant in. I dressed what I felt in my mind. In the past I was a tomboy, you could say (well my frnds still say tht i am one sometimes). But this festival brought out the other side of me. The wild, carefree side I never thought I could ever be. I wouldn't claim to understand contemporary art or even like some of the work that is even displayed sometimes, but I should really thank this festival for showing me what I should do with my future. It inspired me to be creative. And taking this inspiration, I joined the creative line. With a little itty bitty thanks to a friend (Fatso :) ) who pushed me to join this line and told me I was the best and believed in me that I could do this with absolutely no doubts in me, the Kala Ghoda Festival layed out my career path for me. Copywriting.
The love for the art style dressing, the love for chunky jewelry, and most of all, my love for creativity and even my love for photography. I dont own a digi cam and wish I did own a SLR :). But then again ' If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride' right? (pun intended)
So, basically, this is just a shout out to TOI saying thanks for inspiring me to choose a career and get on my feet, and to Fatso for getting me off my ass to get on board! You guys are my white stallions of inspiration on the ride with my black horse experience!
The first time I ever attended this overwhelmingly, unbelievable fest, was a year ago. When I would think about art, I would usually visualise the usual paintings which any layman may have seen in museums or at the famous Jehangir art gallery. I never really thought about this topic really deeply or even gazed upon the fact that art could be anything or in everything. When I first stepped into this 'layer' last year, you could say i lost my ART-GINITY. I was exposed to the reality of art. the colours, the pictures, the sculptures.
I felt stripped off my old me. I donned on a new and better avatar. An avatar I felt more comfortable and confidant in. I dressed what I felt in my mind. In the past I was a tomboy, you could say (well my frnds still say tht i am one sometimes). But this festival brought out the other side of me. The wild, carefree side I never thought I could ever be. I wouldn't claim to understand contemporary art or even like some of the work that is even displayed sometimes, but I should really thank this festival for showing me what I should do with my future. It inspired me to be creative. And taking this inspiration, I joined the creative line. With a little itty bitty thanks to a friend (Fatso :) ) who pushed me to join this line and told me I was the best and believed in me that I could do this with absolutely no doubts in me, the Kala Ghoda Festival layed out my career path for me. Copywriting.
The love for the art style dressing, the love for chunky jewelry, and most of all, my love for creativity and even my love for photography. I dont own a digi cam and wish I did own a SLR :). But then again ' If wishes were horses, the beggars would ride' right? (pun intended)
So, basically, this is just a shout out to TOI saying thanks for inspiring me to choose a career and get on my feet, and to Fatso for getting me off my ass to get on board! You guys are my white stallions of inspiration on the ride with my black horse experience!
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