Growing up in a secluded mountain town, I always imagined the world as a snowy fairyland. Every winter we cherished the joy of this white magic. Its aura mesmerized the surrounding and enchanted innocent beings like us. A wintry sense of excitement was always in...
A spring breeze flits across your face as the sun warms the last traces of frost from delicate plants. The first tender shoot must strive against the killing frost to reach the warm spring air and freedom. Life is full of magical moments, crying out...
My recent flight from California to Dubai had a stopover at Paris, which refreshed my memories of my maiden voyage to the western world.Hailing from a place nestled in a valley of its own hum, countless bends & valiant cliffs,a cross continental treek was both...
I’ve had an ongoing list of pen pals for most of my life. Friends from my hometown, from college. I print my own cards, my designs carved into blocks of linoleum. As regularly as I can, I scatter letters across the country, and to different...
I switched my graduate school during my first week of arrival in the US, it spun an interstate journey on Greyhound Lines, crisscrossing the prairies of Kansas, the loftiness of Illinois, into the rolling scape of Michigan; Where the Autumn abloom and a receding sun,...
Our relationship with time is very intriguing, the very notion of being alive, and experiencing the bubbles of our perceptions are all courtesy to the endless ocean of time. When I first started to think about this collection, destiny had the title of the book already...
The very act of accepting the power of kindness is the hallmark of humanity. During the crisis, this ethos gets subdued. Our kaleidoscopic runway, which shapes our perspectives, ceilings,and quests is suddenly cornered. In the COVID surreal reality, the roller coaster of our breath has come...
Designing Time & Knots was like breaking the mold of time to create a space for a knot, The illustration and the inner composition had to complement each other. The Pitch poem and the preface for Time set the ethereal tone, but the million-dollar question...