Tuesday 31 December 2013

Last Paint of the year

Life feels strange right now, so many unknowns, so many possibilities, so many things to do. I have been on this creative whirl lately and it feels like I can't stop. It is all I think about, all I do in my free time- what a lovely feeling to have something so true and dear to me- my art. I still have a day job and thank goodness for the flexibility! Times like this keep reinforcing my desire to embrace a full time artist's life but I have to practice patience. Financial freedom in my life is more important to me- I am working THIS hard for the next chapter in our lives and that chapter will involve working for myself as an artist- there I said it and now my dream is out there floating around in possibility-SCARY! Until that time I will keep myself focused and continue to work hard as possible even if it means staying up late painting, creating and trashing my poor messy art room!
Today is the last day of the year so I would like to show you up my last painting of this year which I made up for an Art- Competition and topic was "Female Foeticide" but here . I'm not talking about the same, its just that, i wanna to show you up and need feedback. I guess, I can do it far batter but within the last time this not so bad.


Mother Love for girl child

 a picture of Female Foeticide

 Full Image

Monday 30 December 2013

finding my place?

I feel like my brain goes around and around in circles...I cannot for the life of me figure out where I fit in. I so desperately want to use my art, use my gifts for something that I believe in but I have no idea how to start. I spend so much time thinking, spinning my wheels about how I can be an artist who is more that just one dimension, who is about more than making money or getting recognized. But at times I barely feel like an artist, I feel small and non-existent and other times I feel as if I possess something greater than I know, creativity that could move mountains. How in the world do I use this to change the world, or even just my world...where do I begin?






Thank you 2013

Hello Everyone


                      Time is running so fast . The year is going to end today. So , enjoy the holidays , the fog , the bonfire , the parties , the cold weather , the hot coffee , the cozy quilts , the picnics , and all the fun around you .




                      Meet you all in the new year .... 

   Wishing you and your family and all your friends ............ A VERY VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR ...



Love
Shailly

Tuesday 24 December 2013

Happy Birthday to me !!

Welcome!  WELCOME!  Welcome!


Happy Birthday Day!

"Shailla'z Diary" turned on 1



I am so very very excited to have you here today!
Before we go any further, I want to say a huge and special THANK YOU to each and every of you..!!

I thank God for each one and each of you!
I pray God blesses you right back for blessing us this year!


Thank you so very much for being there!
Love you bunches!


Sunday 22 December 2013

Meerabai(With Pencil)

Meerabai  was a Hindu mystic poet and devotee of Krishna. She was one of the most significant Sants ("true" or "saints") of the Vaishnava bhakti movement.


Just a rough pencil sketch..will do it again with colores soon.

Birthday week-will turn on 1

Hello Everyone,,Happy Monday to all :)

This is a Birthday week and I'm sooper EXCITED..My Blog will turn on 1..Yeppppiieeee :)



On the special occassion a special massege to all...

Be calm and survive while storm is hitting you. It will surely be over but you will either get destroyed or survived…….Best option is to survive.
Afterall, we have one life only :-)
Keep smiling

Monday 9 December 2013

"Mother Love"

A little & cute poem on "MOTHER" with my colors....


A mother is more than just a woman
A mother is more than just a wife
A mother has brought to this world a new born
A mother has brought to this world life

A mother is one with love and honor
A mother comforts you day and night
A mother; a new one every hour
A mother teaches wrong from right

A mother knows when you are worried 
A mother knows when you are joyed
A mother knows when you are sorry
A mother knows just what's inside

A mother needs your love forever
A mother needs to see your smile
There's no better gift for mama
Than her very awesome little child 

Thursday 5 December 2013

Spacious Friday


Hello EveryOne :)

I hope you are all good!! Happy Friday! 

How many of you have got your tree up now? If you haven't or does not do that, then quick..hurryupp..try this time..it will be fun, it's already December first week has gone.
I was talking to a friend of mine last night and we were both thinking how crazy it is that we've been finding ourselves at midnight, with a whole list of things we need to do and have decided make a few changes to create . .  S P A C E..J O Y..H A P P I N E S S....list is so long..
I just figured, I want to actually enjoy this Christmas season. I don't want to be bombarded with a billion things to do and then feel the pressure of it all..Instead of busyness there is calm. Instead of noise there is quiet.
So that's what I am working on in my life at the moment. Creating space... Which makes room. And when we have room... that's where God can move and breathe and release his life-giving rest and creativity.


Have a wonderful day my friends! I hope everyone's weekend will full of encouragement, love and joy as we step into this "most wonderful time of the year".

Love

Wednesday 4 December 2013

Kantha,a simple Stitch for complicated designs

In sewing, the first thing that we learn is 'Running Stitch' used when we have to mend clothes. It is a common form of embroidery in Bangladesh & India in every household. Although I have been using this stitch to sew clothes, I was not aware that the very plain & insipid running stitch could be used to create such beautiful patterns, called as Kantha Embroidery. Yes, It was my ignorance and now I am more than happy to admit.  ofcourse  its is one of my favorite  embroidery  forms.
Any garment can be embellished with kantha stitch since it is the most simplest of stitches in the language of embroidery. The way in which the stitch is filled inside a design in different arrangements, forms the complex vocabulary of kantha. It can enhance the most simplest of sarees or cloth materials. 
It is said to have originated in the early 1800's & is derived from the Sanskrit word 'kontha' meaning rags probably originating from the legend of Lord Buddha & his disciples who used hand stitched, discarded rags to cover themselves!!!  The traditional seat of kantha embroidery was Bengal (Shantiniketan) where Bengali housewives used the colourful saree threads from the borders to mend old clothes. Gradually with experimentation, they began to hand embroider sarees & use the cloth material as a canvas to try out different patterns as a means of self expression. The patterns can also be machine stitched but the beauty of it is in its imperfections that can only be revealed by hand stitching the cloth. 

Different motifs of sceneries, geometrical patterns & designs can be created with this stitch. It is also used with sequins & beads to create applique work & different accessories, thereby increasing the variety of its application. There are about 7 known types of kantha work & although it is a time consuming process, it is an immensely creative & satisfying activity.

Nature

Red & Green







Monday 2 December 2013

How a room can bring back Memories?


Growing up, we are living in the same house from I was about 10 years old, so I can pretty much picture every room in my house and I have a few special ones.

Our bed room- it was never matchy, matchy or fancy, it was always just fun and mom pretty much let us (me & my Siblings) rock whatever style we wanted. It was  our space, we used to build forts with sheets and enclose  TV in  there (LOL) and me and my siblings with our dog use to have slumber parties. It was a room I have only good memories in.

Then there was our family room, the space where we all hung out, where we played with  barbies behind the couch and the family sat and enjoyed each other.

Lastly, there was our backstairs room where we had a pull out sofa. This was Kid's "pent house". Whenever some guest visit us, we (me & my siblings) would camp out there together, because they usually would sleep in  kid's room. This was the very special memory for me and I missing all the fun and masti of my childhood.

I love thinking about the rooms and everything as well with I grew up in and hope for  every memory would never fade.

The Change Called CHANGE..!!


CHANGE is permanent – sounds ironic, but the reality is that this is a the pivot around which the human race has made progress in leaps and bounds. Yet change posses a challenge – the challenge of accepting change. In our growing up years, we found it easier to accept the change because we did not rationalize too much. We accepted our bodily change to adult hood as a natural progression of life. In any case there was very little that we could do to stop those changes and so we accepted the pimples and warts as also the realization of our sexuality with curiosity and a wee bit of anxiety.

However as we grow older, we prefer to cling to the tried and tested, avoid the discomfort of learning anew and anxiously bypass the challenges posed by new technology. Unfortunately, we can neither avoid the fury of change nor ignore the discomfort of being called outdated in the fast paced world. So the only option is to make friends with change and make change an allay in our personal pursuit of excellence.
So how do we embrace change wholeheartedly ? The first thing we must do is acknowledge that change is permanent and will be our allay. The next step is to adapt and adopt it at the earliest. Only then can we experience the wonders of change. See the revolution brought about by the internet or an ATM machine or a digital camera. Mobile communication and the mobile hardware and software industry are driving change at a supersonic pace and while the heart of the technology would be quantum mystery to the lay man, the use, ease and pace of change are something we can easily identify with.