By Minal Vazirani
Looking out at the crowded New York street, the hurried columns of pedestrians dressed in grey and blue seemed to shift the city structures with their frenetic pace, while I sat — trying to be patient — for what I knew would be a thoughtful response. I was with Ram Kumar discussing his work and what altered his perception as he removed figuration from his displaced landscapes in Benaras. After a long pause, he finally smiled at me and said, quietly and confidently, “It’s what I think and imagine and then how I translate it.” He defined his painting process in simple terms, but it spoke volumes about him as a person. It was about beginning with the first glance and perception, expanding with creativity and ultimately finishing with the lyrical nuances only a poet like Kumar could infuse into his work. Continue reading A passion for landscape, poetry and what forms an inner life
By Bikram Vohra
The first comic I read was Little Lulu. Then there was Tom and Jerry. And the Disney gang led by Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck. Also popular was The Road Runner and Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck. And if comic strips were included, Peanuts and Snoopy would win hands down. Our comic collections were prized like bitcoins.
Continue reading Archie ‘coms’ stood out for me, then spaceships descended
By Nivriti Butalia
I like Batman. And Robin’s a lark. But I don’t do the whole Marvel and DC comics thing. I’m not sure of the difference between X-Men and The Watchmen. Tell me, is it that The Watchmen is the movie with yellow posters or a yellow typeface with people wearing severe expressions? I can’t remember which wretched soul arm twisted me into lending my company for that film.
Continue reading Charlie Brown’s gentle humour was my antidote to sarcasm
By Suresh Pattali
In the golden age preceding the invention of the internet and the smartphone, Indians typically woke up in the morning listening to a cacophony of birds, interlaced with All India Radio’s (Akashvani) signature caller tune. Radio was our only window to the outside world, apart from a bunch of newspapers and magazines. That Akashvani melody based on raga Shivaranjini, composed in 1936 by Walter Kaufmann, a Jewish refugee living in India, energised hundreds of millions of people taking a plunge into the hustle and bustle of daily life. We savoured the Akashvani news with breakfast.
Continue reading These siblings were Tom and Jerry for an entire generation
By Keith Pereña
You can tell who a person is by his or her interests. Interests are insight, unspoken introductions. And for the socially awkward, we’ve come up with ways to make this more efficient. Case in point, I’d like to introduce myself using a film — Back to the Future. Continue reading Can’t help my thing for cars, guitars and time machines
By Harveena Herr
“The game of theatre,” B V Doshi calls it. An architect plays a thinking game constantly — How do people behave in a space? It’s the only profession that builds around people’s lives. Car designers come close but really, whoever designs another lookalike sports coupe has nothing on an architect. Especially the 2018 Pritzker Prize winning one. The equivalent of a Nobel Prize for architecture, I note to myself a bit nervously, as I speak to him.
Continue reading Pritzker prize winner BV Doshi: “There are no limits to creation”
By Sujata Assomull
As the 12th edition of Art Dubai unfolds midweek, (on Wednesday, March 21), we revisit the notion that collecting art pieces is just for the privileged few. We disagree that it’s only for those who can afford private jet jaunts from art fair to art fair collect pieces for one of many homes… For the hoi polloi, art fairs are places to go and admire art, from a distance. Not true! Welcome to Art Dubai.
Continue reading 10 pieces to snap up. Price: below Dh13,000