PURNAMIDAM - mindlessly mindful

My 3 rd digital painting but, 1 st on Photoshop. When you have a job but no work in an ad agency it’s a boon unless you know how to make use of your free time. Yup I just learnt what those weird looking blotchy brushes can create. So am kinda happy being jobless at a job. Am lovin it, exploring what more can I do......... You say' god gimmi some life' life says' god gimmi some time'........................cheers to life

A month ago I wrote the title of this blog and kept it aside (see why most things I do have no real title,   coz u make a title, sound ambitious yet never get back to it). Anyways now I have the time and willingness to return. When you live in a house for straight 15 yrs and then shift, it’s sad, irritating and annoying and sad, and sad again. Last month or before that, I really don’t remember but somewhere in the beginning of this year, I and mom went to our old house to get something we had left behind. I was pretty excited as that was the 1 st time I was gonna go there since shifting. It was a highly disappointing visit. Now there are a few things you need to know about my old house. It was a modest one bedroom, one hall and one kitchen, wait… AND ONE GARDEN house. The garden was probably as big as the entire house or may be bigger than the entire house (or that’s probably how only I saw it). It was every thing to me; I grew up more in the garden than in the house. It was

I have a weird attraction towards old broken structures. Some times i think am i the only one? But am not n i know this from the pictures and art work i see in a lotta magazines and internet. But is my attraction limited to the picturesque ability of the structures? There is an old broken house on my way to home. Every time i see it i have this urge of getting off my bus and exploring it. There is this old building on the way to my native and i have had the same urge, i remember it as clear as if am standing in front of it although i visit my native twice or so a year and see that building for a fraction of a second. So may be for a few seconds every year. There is some thing about these structures that fascinate me, it seems like they have a story to tell, of their patience, of their strength that came from witnessing all the worldly consequences. But some times they are just pretty to look at.  I know you don’t understand when i say ‘pretty’. They are broken, old and covere