fallen
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Restive Season
where, whence
greetings
greetings
peace
prosperity
wade your way
through the darkness
outside
or wend it
into the inside
or else
find the magic wand
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Monday, December 23, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Sexualitybisexuality
if errant
deviant
transgressing
delinquent
it is nature
and not the culpability
of its accidental creatures
and if it is nature
by definition
it is natural
Friday, December 13, 2013
Thursday, December 12, 2013
Future Past
THE MOMENT I TRIED TO GRAB IT
THE PRESENT BECAME PAST
THE FUTURE WAS CONTINGENT
AND THE PAST WAS IRRETRIEVABLE
UNSTOPPABLE, TIME SURGED ON
ILLUMINING EONS, LEAVING BEHIND DARKNESS
THE PRESENT BECAME PAST
THE FUTURE WAS CONTINGENT
AND THE PAST WAS IRRETRIEVABLE
UNSTOPPABLE, TIME SURGED ON
ILLUMINING EONS, LEAVING BEHIND DARKNESS
Sunday, December 08, 2013
Wednesday, December 04, 2013
Rhyme and Rhythm
in hymn and gospel
excavating reason
logic
and higher thought
first became facile
and on deeper application
not only produced
layers of futility
but also darkness
rhythm, then
created sense
and enhanced sensibility
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Charu wrote:
Bhai,
A pair of discerning eyes turned drapery into a keyboard. Even without strumming, the music was born.
I adore this picture.
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Charu wrote:
Bhai,
A pair of discerning eyes turned drapery into a keyboard. Even without strumming, the music was born.
I adore this picture.
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Anonymous wrote:
Rhyme and rhythm is
absolutely muaaaaaaah. The text with the photo is like a flood light... leaving no
room for any ambiguity. Stunning too in its simplicity.
Monday, December 02, 2013
Still, In Motion
In 1949, when I was 13 and on vacation to Madras from Calcutta, my uncle, who lived in the Sowcarpet area of Madras, arranged for me to take a day-trip to Ennore with his friend, Shankarlal Davey. Shankarlalbhai was a photographer who was known all over India, and even abroad. His work was viewed regularly in The Illustrated Weekly of India, which was the ultimate for Indian photographers and writers to be published in. He was carrying two cameras that day: a Rolleiflex and a Leica.
When he asked if I would also like to take pictures, I nodded without thinking, as I was ignorant of the machinery and the mechanism. What I probably had in me was a sense of aesthetics. He handed me the Leica, saying that his plan was to use a reflex camera. I did not know the difference between a Reflex and a View-finder camera, nor had I heard of the excellence of the Leica brand. I gratefully acknowledged his trust in me, to utilise his Leica safely, without knowing that I would never use one again.
Still
In Motion
Ennore was a small fishing village, not the heavily industrialized suburb that it is today. I took a number of pictures of catamarans, the beach, fishermen, women, hutments, which included the two photographs shown here. After a few days, Shankarlalbhai gave me the film and the contact prints, and told me that there was nothing worthwhile in the pictures. Many years later, some friends in Calcutta saw these prints and had them enlarged. Subsequently, at least nine or ten of them have been part of several one-man shows, both in India and abroad. I considered it a privilege that Shankarlalbhai visited two of my exhibitions in Madras (USIS, Max Mueller), which gave me the opportunity to tell him that I owed a lot to him for that sultry Sunday in Ennore, decades ago.
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Anonymous said...
Great dynamism in motion: the boat being pushed, the waves gushing, rushing, the crow in flight. Bravo!
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Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy said...
Bachpan ke din bhi kya din the.....
Huzoor bahut din ke baad maine aapke blog ko dekhne ka mauka mila. Sab Khairiyat?
Coincidentally only today did I write a blog on my photography but without any shows ever though..... :-)
Pesh kar raha hun aapki qidmat mein...
http://hemantha-kalam.blogspot.in/
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Anonymous said...
Bhai,
'Still' in every sense; calm waters, stabile dinghy and bird alighted.
'In Motion' in every sense; roaring waves, man pushing dinghy and bird aflight.
What is uncommonly common between them is the sense they are creating. Both, the man and the bird, by their still-ness and motion-ness are suggesting that someone else use the boat.
By very virtue of its calm I prefer 'Still' over 'In Motion'.
charu
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I said...
titli banke na kho jaao
bachpan ke dinon ki yaadon mein
bina paankhon se udoge kaise
is beraham aasmaan mein
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Anonymous said...
Great dynamism in motion: the boat being pushed, the waves gushing, rushing, the crow in flight. Bravo!
-----
Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy said...
Bachpan ke din bhi kya din the.....
Huzoor bahut din ke baad maine aapke blog ko dekhne ka mauka mila. Sab Khairiyat?
Coincidentally only today did I write a blog on my photography but without any shows ever though..... :-)
Pesh kar raha hun aapki qidmat mein...
http://hemantha-kalam.blogspot.in/
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Anonymous said...
Bhai,
'Still' in every sense; calm waters, stabile dinghy and bird alighted.
'In Motion' in every sense; roaring waves, man pushing dinghy and bird aflight.
What is uncommonly common between them is the sense they are creating. Both, the man and the bird, by their still-ness and motion-ness are suggesting that someone else use the boat.
By very virtue of its calm I prefer 'Still' over 'In Motion'.
charu
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I said...
titli banke na kho jaao
bachpan ke dinon ki yaadon mein
bina paankhon se udoge kaise
is beraham aasmaan mein
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