Sunday, 27 March 2011

Pencil Jammin'

It's been three weeks since a friend of mine sounded a call for all sketch-doodle-art lovers to assemble at a park in the city with a single agenda: to sit and sketch amidst nature [or whatever fragments of nature you can find in a city]. I heeded his call, so did many others.

It happens every Sunday. So come by if you love to draw. May the pencil be with you...

Sunday, 20 March 2011

matta ne

Strings, once tuned perfectly,
now choking on the elephant.
And we discuss life,
on a drop D.

And the ale tastes bitter today,
as we trade smiles;
customary
necessary
cold.
Dim eyes and slack ties
small talk silence
bleeding on the floor
like roadkill.

ja matta ne..