There was the door to which I found no Key: There was the Veil through which I could not see: Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee there seemed--and then no more of Thee and Me. Ah Love! could thou and I with fate conspire to grasp this sorry scheme of things entire, would not we shatter it to bits--and then re-mould it nearer to the heart's desire! Ah, moon of my delight who know'st no wane, the moon of heav'n could rise once again: How oft hereafter rising shall she look, through these times after me---in vain!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Yes, bio rust.. that’s what I got myself into, while doing nothing for a long time and passing into this boring phase of insomnified maniacal faineance.. Don’t ask me why ‘Bio-rust’. I have absolutely no idea. Thats the first word that came to my mind.
Here I was working on a few portraits that I had been putting off for a long time and now have to finish them in a week. The brushes.. the textures.. and the aah-what-was-that—yes,the patterns.. None of them seem to fit. Damn, I am doing miserably here.
I am prone to these bursts of creativity that usually last a long time. However, gravely though, I also get into this creative rut when I tend to take myself off the rush and let myself taken over by the so called do-nothing syndrome after a prolonged success. I should have realised and started early when I needed to work on something important again. I seem to have lost the touch completely. I need to be at my absolute best to make this work. Being where I am, though, I should try not to reach my drabbest best, so that I could at least complete this. It feels so frustrating. Hopefully this sedate state will be over soon and i will be able to deliver well..
Ironically though, this bio rust of mine did result in a minor burst of creativity through this blog. Oh really!! Who am I kidding?
Well.. anyway, here it goes.. another lame attempt to log into my lost blog.