Adios

Alas, college is over. How does it feel, you may ask? Quite interestingly, I'm rather numb. Also, I'm not so sure how to continue this blog anymore. I have sworn to make more time for blogging though and as a result have started another blog which caters to things I like best online. Pictures, videos, quotes...mostly a visual online album. Check  it out:  .http://enoughbanter.blogspot.in/
There is one other album that I have begun: http://thegoodstuffjournal.tumblr.com/

Both these blogs are compilations of visuals and interesting things across the web. However, for this blog I am planning on at least one last post dedicated to my final collection where I will in detail explain the concept and the execution (hopefully with pictures) of my final project in NIFT as a fashion design student.

Despite the numbness, it will be sad to have no more complaints about college to rant about. However, on the bright side, I got a job! Officially a designer. Will be working for french boutiques and brands in Europe, so that should be a good start. I'm excited and a little terrified. Who knows, there might be the need of Office diaries in the following months! However, this time the focus will be more on posting regularly and diligently.

It would be a great thing if you guys could help me decide whether to carry forward this blog or move on. It's a bittersweet feeling honestly, to even think of deciding something like this.

Yet, for now, I'll say goodbye but shall be back very soon with my graduation collection. Until next time!

Finding Gurnain Kaur.

Illustration to me was always about sketching. However, I realized I could present thoughts in a different manner through styling. It is fun, it is refreshing and it's a different kind of perspective. Spaces and frames have always been my inspiration. The best part about art is that your work can at times be so personal, it can be all about you. And sometimes it's all about finding yourself.

And I just know.

It was two years back when it took me a lot of courage to ask one of my teachers "how do you know whether you want to work for a designer or for a company?" I was always this shy kid you see. The kind who would NEVER go and ask a teacher if something bothered me, twisted as that sounds, its true. But the thing is, I finally did and the reply she gave me, with a very knowing look on her face, has remained with me ever since: "By the end of the 4th year, you will know. It just happens."

Trust me, I wasn't very happy with her answer. But somehow, i chose to trust her in a weird sort of a way. And today, two years down the line...I know how damn well right she was. You just know. It is liberating and empowering at the same time.

I remember, I had this compulsive obsession with barbies. I had tons of them, believe me. I had their entire families..., ken dolls, kelly, skipper....barbie magazines....barbie stories...entire wardrobes. Anything, you can think of: From their bathrooms to their kitchens to even their Gardens! In short, I had more barbies, than friends.

I would sit in my room and play the entire day. Alone. Creepy as it may sound, but that obsession is what I understand now. Dressing up those dolls has subconsciously stayed in me all these years. I walk down the corridors of my college and look at people as they pass...and i see flashes of them in a an entirely different look. In an entirely different perspective. A complete makeover, a dramatic transformation. Its as if God is talking. I see what they can be. These common earthlings...transformed into a styled version of their own potentials. They are beautiful in my eyes...each and every one of them. They are my canvases...real and energetic, pulsing  with life. What could be more attractive than that? What more could i want my artwork to be?

Real people: Styled...worked on... conceptualized...dressed up...polished and smoothed out.

And just like that I know, I could do this forever. Styling. Turning people into something more.

My people. My vision. My canvases.

Quote.

Stop being afraid of your own pictures, stop worshiping art, treat it the Polish way, condescendingly, make it obedient, and then your originality will release itself in you, new roads will open in front of you and you will gain what is most valuable, most fertile: your own reality.

— GOMBROWICZ

The work we breathe.

Illustration during class.

Exceptional perspectives

The woman.

An illustration I did based on a poem i wrote...