Have you ever seen a painting, a picture, a poster, a photograph… or any work of art and instantly felt a connection to it? Not the janam janam ka rishta type, but a connection where that piece of art is communicating with you? Talking only to you? And everything around just fades into the background and it’s just you and that work of art. This happens to me sometimes and it’s quite inexplicable, really, as to why I feel a connection that particular piece of art only !
This post is about one such connection. A connection forged while viewing it on a computer screen. It happened something like this…
It was a dull day at work. One of those days when everything moved sluggishly — papers, people, the internet connection, thoughts …. The humid weather didn’t help and by the time tea break came around I was ready to go to sleep. Of course, I couldn’t being at work and all that. So I did the next best thing — armed with nice cup of Assam tea, some biscuits, and piano music in the background, I decided to do some blog surfing. And, serendipitiously, stumbled across this painting by Monishikha:
The dullness faded away as I saw the roses flickering on my computer screen. They beckoned me to partake of their heady and relaxing fragrance, and soon I was walking through a rose garden, communing with the roses. It took the harsh ringing of the phone to drag me back to reality !
Call attended, I spent some time going through the other paintings on the site, all watercolours, and though they were all nice they didn’t quite “speak” to me. Except for this one, which drew me in with a swirl and flash of colour and music.
Carmen and Margarita (yes, that’s what I named the dancers) put up a great show for me with some foot-tapping music comprising castanets, guitar and handclaps. As they danced the flamenco, the colours in the painting merged and blazed on the screen as I watched the performance mesmerised.
I am not an impulsive buyer (except for books), but this time was I made a surprisingly quick decision, and one that I don’t regret it at all. I left a comment on Monishikha’s blog expressing interest about these paintings and hoping that they were on sale. They were. She sent me a mail that very evening and a flurry of mails later, it was mutually agreed upon that Carmen & Margarita and the Roses would come to my house.
When the watercolours arrived, they were even better than the pictures that Monishikha had very thoughtfully sent to me, or what I had viewed on the computer screen. After due admiration, they were given for framing with a cover made of non-reflective glass. It is only when the framed pictures came home and were ready to be hung on the walls, did the problem arise. The existing cream-coloured walls in my house did not complement the paintings. While Carmen & Margarita did not mind this, the Roses protested. And that too quite loudly. And I agreed with them.
Luckily for them and for me, it was time to get the house painted and I took this opportunity to choose a color that would complement both of them, especially the Roses. Together, we chose a shade called “Lime Grove”, a pale green colour. The fact that Lime Grove turned into a shade that resembled “pista ice-cream” is another story altogether, which you can read here ! But the Roses loved it, and after agonising about it for a couple of days, I did too,. See for yourself:
As for Carmen and Margarita, they were not fussy people and were thrilled with the pale white shade chosen for them. And I loved it too
When I sent pictures of the framed watercolours to Monishikha, this is what she had to say about them:
I like the Roses better than the Dancers now ! (possibly it’s the effect of the pastel wall)… Both of these are unlike my usual planned paintings, where I draw the pencil sketch before adding paint. Both these paintings were done completely freehand, with a brush on paper. The Roses were literally doodled in about 20 minutes, during the course of a telephone conversation with a friend, right after I had failed miserably at the planned one ! Similarly, these Dancers actually started out as a trial painting before putting colours on the sketched version, and as I began to see things going right, I completely abandoned the idea of doing any other version of them!
Wow ! Perhaps, it is this spontaneity that appealed to me and made me feel that these paintings were talking to me. And I find this significant, as I am not fond of flowers on my walls at all, and that too roses !
It’s been more than a fortnight since the watercolours have been up on the newly painted walls. The Roses are the first thing I see in the morning when I wake up, albeit through extremely myopic eyes. As for Carmen and Margarita, a friend who was visiting asked me if I had picked this print during my stint in London. I can’t tell you how much pleasure I had in telling her where I got it from.
So tell me, what do you think of my Roses and Carmen & Margarita?
Update (as on 15/11/12): Monishikha has written a post on her ongoing journey through the world of watercolours, which she says was catalysed by this post . You can read it that post here.