My passion stands like a blackened doorway

When I read Patrick White‘s poem, ‘I should lie in the sun and melt into the grass’, I was struck by the subliminal intensity with which he painted the narrative.

When the Open Call for Direct Inspirations: New Work Presented with the Art That Inspired It was announced, I decided to use a part of the poem to create my piece.

As I read the poem again and again, I found myself strongly drawn to the last two stanzas:

And o my darkness, there are so many skins you have yet to shed
like the moon trying on a wardrobe of water
laying her gown across the lake like an early frost of sequins.
I shall come to you at first as a premonition
as lightly as a cloud touches the mountain, an aberrant insight,
a synchronistic intuition of our simultaneity,
and in your breath my breath shall be an atmosphere
and in your eye my eye shall lavish the most intimate of stars,
and in your blood my blood shall be the poppy and the rose.

Sister Lunacy, even after the house has burnt to the ground
my passion stands like a blackened doorway in the rain
and though I look at you through a broken window,
the moon is whole, and the sky is not torn or bruised.

You can read the whole poem here: http://www.poemhunter.com/best-poems/patrick-white/i-should-lie-in-the-sun-and-melt-into-the-grass/

Entries for Direct Inspirations: New Work Presented with the Art that Inspired It can be viewed here: http://www.trueaddictsofdailyart.com/direct-inspirations.html

Submissions for the exhibition are open till Dec 1, 2014: http://www.trueaddictsofdailyart.com/directshow.html

My passion stands like a blackened doorway

Brooch

sterling silver, burnt wood, shard of glass, acrylic paint

2014

My passion stands like a blackened doorway

My passion stands like a blackened doorway

My passion stands like a blackened doorway: Back
My passion stands like a blackened doorway: Back

Pushing the boundaries

As we modernize and update our infrastructure, the urban landscape of my city constantly and swiftly changes. The traditional spaces accorded to the forest dwellers and the city dwellers confront, collide and sometimes merge.

In ‘Pushing the boundaries’, I’ve tried to capture this saga of change.

Pushing the boundaries

Brooch

sterling silver, bits of electronic circuit

2014

Pushing the boundaries

Pushing the boundaries

Pushing the boundaries: back

Pushing the boundaries: back

The Contemporary Jewellery Exchange 2014

I  participated in a Jewellery Exchange project that materialized over a period of a year: An Art Project where 370 artist-makers from all over the world, were paired and asked to create a unique contemporary piece of jewellery for each other.

My exchange partner was Anu Paal from Estonia and we made brooches inspired from our natural habitat.

You can view the project here: http://tje2014.wix.com/thejewelryexchange#!home/mainPage

Me and my jewellery exchange partner

Me and my jewellery exchange partner

The gathering at dusk

It’s evening. Need I look at the clock?

The birds have all gathered on the branches of the tree outside my window. Not one is quiet. They chirp and chirr-up – all together.

Are they exchanging notes?

Where was the grain abundant? How’s your kid doing in her flying lessons? Do you think I’m pretty? How’s your digestion?

Soon it will be night and they will retire to their nests.

And I will wait eagerly for the next gathering at dusk. :)

The gathering at dusk

Ring

Brass, sterling silver, copper

2011

The gathering at dusk

The gathering at dusk

What would I do if money was not a factor ;)

November Blog-o-sphere Think Tank topic: What would you do if money was not a factor.

I thought hard about what I would do if money was not a factor. Of all the places I would visit that held my be-jewelled interest. Of all the fairs I would attend and hopefully participate in- of contemporary jewellery of course. Of all the jewellery tools I would buy. Of all the jewellery books I would splurge on. Of the BIG jewellery studio I would have.

But ultimately it all came down to the number of hours I would spend- making jewellery at my workbench.

And those moments….that activity….is PRICELESS!

my Priceless jewel

my Priceless jewel

You can read my friends blogs on this topic here:

Andes Cruz:  http://andescruz.wordpress.com/2014/11/20/anythinganywhere

Kirsten Skiles http://kaskiles.com/studio-updates/

Catherine Witherell:   http://happydayart.typepad.com

Beth Cyr – http://BethCyr.com/blog

Shelagh Blatz www.designsbyshelagh.com/blog

Under the night sky

I was inspired by a couple of lines from Surinder Singh Johar’s book, ‘Guru Tegh Bahadur: A Biography’. The book is about the ninth guru of the Sikhs, Guru Tegh Bahadur, who gave his life for his beliefs.

“The Martyr laid down his life in order to prove the truth he held dear. He was neither afraid of pain nor torture.”

The brooch, ‘Under the night sky’, shows a simplified façade of the Sis Ganj Gurudwara, in Chandni Chowk, Delhi, where the Guru was beheaded under a Banyan tree (back of piece). In the front, is a bird-a lone believer, at the entrance of the gurudwara, aglow with the knowledge of his Guru’s courage and sacrifice, giving him the strength to steadfastly believe in and pursue, what he holds dear.

The piece is made in sterling silver with C.Z.

Under the night sky: front

Under the night sky: front

Under the night sky: back

Under the night sky: back

Sis Ganj Gurudwara, Chandni Chowk, Old Delhi

Sis Ganj Gurudwara, Chandni Chowk, Old Delhi