Sunday, September 17, 2006

A Message to My Viewers
Hi viewers,
well so far you probably know my name and have some idea of what my interest areas are. I am an artist in my own little world. Many may not consider me as an artist, but I believe that to be an artist I don't need a degree in Fine Arts. I am not majoring in Fine Arts because I don't choose to earn fame. Art is a way for me to run away from my worries and stressful student life. Art is a way for me to earn peace and discover myself. Art is the only way for me to keep a balance in life. My art may be random, but it is precious to me. It is the soil in which I dwell and prosper everyday. Art is my language unspoken yet heard. Art is within me like my ISHWAR (God) is.
Thank you for visiting my page and understanding my art.
Keep visiting because art doesn't finish here.
Swati
Self-Portrait (photography/photo shop) Posted by Picasa

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Consider this Sexy (Photo) Posted by Picasa
Practice ( I painted this in my IB Art class, and never finished it...sometimes things don't need to be complete in order for it to be a work of art) Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 01, 2006

My Album

I came back from college and went straight in my parent's bedroom. On Ma's dressing table I saw my photo album. I picked it up with enthusiasm and jumped on my parent's bed and started looking through it. I flipped through the album pages noticing how organized it is. Starting from baby pictures and ending with my senior year pictures. As I turned the pages I saw my pictures coming to life. The turn of every page was refreshing my old memories. The chocolate cake that was put in my mouth on my birthday, the new dress I wore on diwali, and the facial expressions were captured while getting caught putting makeup on. All of it was there, there on just a piece of paper. I finally came to the last page and took a deep breath. I closed the album with in seconds realizing how fast the album came to an end. It felt like a chapter of my life just ended. I sat there with a closed album in my lap. But soon I turned it over and started again to refresh my memories and to start another chapter.