Tuesday, March 12

Summer Stories



I fully support escapism.

There's nothing like a book.
 Not a good book; any book really.
 We're not talking literature value here.
We're speaking of hours being minutes, time stilling and the
 re-microwaving of chai gone still.
There's so much traffic outside my window.

We're also speaking of ourselves as a third person.
-April Diaries.


I really need a cup of tea 

when I need 
a cup of tea.





Hi April! I'm breathing under sea-water, and the sun feels kinda good.

Tuesday, January 15

New Year and two Ear free

What I've been upto.

It's been so long since I updated, that I've treated myself and

 kiiiiind friends to a big update. 
(Not that there was much choice, really.)
I moved to Bangalore and my new house has a kickass morning scene :)

So December (below)





 Christmas mugs came out! I drew the illustration based on a
 composition  from an earlier Chumbak mug.
 Characters plus are original though. (I had to add that.) 
My first product :)


And January. The Chumbak 2013 calender sold out :)



I designed the February and May pages. The former was a tribute
 to the good old days of growing up in Mysore 
amidst the friendly Roadside Romeos that are 
oh-so effervescent of awarr Indian culture. Yesh!


You've got to take a look at my frand Mana's
animated greeting for New Year.
If you watch twice, you get another view free. 
Er. Anyway. 

Tuesday, December 11

Totoro



Someone speshul might be moving to Japan and I feels sad.

I'd really like my own Totoro;

 Tonari no Totoro (Studio Ghibli) is the most comfort food like film in the world.

Wednesday, November 14

Frands

The past month has seen WAY too many birthdays and overdue drawing cards. 
Hello November, let's make up! 
PS: I made a music video.Graduated.I have a (-n awesome) job. 

Now let's see how guilt-free drawing feels like! 


This Delhi lady, craproy, has some influential dining habits. 
(PS: Thanks for being a super host.)

Saturday, October 20

School Kids Drinking



Me and Mallu Joe spent many hours of teenage angst together,
 up on the terrace and in the crying window 
(coming up with an ode to that one).
I studied in the Valley School, which was so very lovely.
 A lush green canopy all around us and Bangalore's gorgeous windy weather. Sigh. 2005-07. Hostel was two years of kicks rolled up into one big warm quilt.

It's time you return to INDIA! 

Friday, September 28

Love


Morning has broken, coffee has spoken.
How did I go through so many weeks without my morning cuppa?
gods I love making my coffee.

Friday, September 14

Bear Hug


My friend needs a bear hug. She's been unwell for way too long, 
and new complications arise every season..
which never stopped her for looking oh so fahbulous and BEING oh so fahbulous. 
It's been two years since we met so HUG ^_^

Thursday, September 13

Happy Roald Dahl Day!




To the man who inspired me to write and draw :)

Well, I did think he and Quentin Blake were the same person all my childhood. 

Most of the times (it still happens) I draw or ideate something completely off the top of my head
 and get really happy like,okay, this is happening.
And then a Someone would come along with a 
"why don't you make it less creepy?more happy?It looks weird?more happy?More like this?" 
It used to make me super conscious, but I simply couldn't relate
 to what I was being 'asked' to draw.
And attempted a lot of work I'm not proud of,
 eeks.

Dahl reminds me that a story's a story, when well-told. 
Hero worshipping is underrated!

Saturday, September 1

Daily scribbles

So...I listened to Neil Gaiman here. My favourite spot.

I am so burnt-out that I have absolutely nothing to say.
Colouring your animation on flash is so
 mind-blowingingly
 brain-frying an experience 
that I...
I'm just tired.

<
This is a cool-types self portrait starring my favourite denim shirt.



Friday, August 24

Sad Butture

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This is a true story from my side of the moniter. All names and characters do exist.
The other side of the moniter, however, is fictional.


Chole Bhature is deep-fried bread served with chana/chickpeas, in North India. I've eaten it in mostly in my college canteen days, and die a thousand deaths when it arrives swimming in oil. Most people find it super tasty though.