current love@etsy

1.  Classical Bird and Cage Deco sticker tape
2. Hair Sprinklers
3. Two Dressed Up Boxes
4. Sweet child woody box and case
5. Matchbook Notepads
6. Love Kitchen Deco sticker tape
7. Ribbons

I bought some cars…

cars

it’s ok to occasionally indulge the child inside you…

Creative exercise…

Just to keep those creative cells busy, I designed a few album covers for musician Rahul Sharma’s  Maya.

Maya 1

 

Maya 2

 

Maya 3

back into creativity

I have been away and back. Away and back. It’s like somebody gave me a box of colors to play with, and with time I forgot that I was supposed to play with them. I became too serious. Like everything else.

So I’m trying to sit up again, instead of letting myself and all the creativity fade with time and too much of phone.

In order to get those grey cells rolling again, in order to motivate myself enough to find those elusive water colors and struggle with clay, I need to make a few changes in my life.

1. Read more creative blogs / e-books, albeit one at a time. And not worry about how little I know.
2. Make my room more open, with more space. It is next to impossible, but well, what’s the harm in trying?
3. The time I spend waiting for phone calls / making calls, will now be utilised in doing anything creative. Anything. Even a doodle, a few lines would suffice.
4. Instead of re-reading Sherlock Holmes, I should try to read books / articles I usually don’t.

Wish me luck!

who am I kidding?

I cant craft..what was I trying to do….hoping I will be able to craft like others. But ..am just hopeless.. can’t do anything i guess………..

View from the balcony

The Story of Stuff

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I am in a whimsical mood today. Whimsical, now how do you define that? erratic; unpredictable: perhaps…

As I was doing my usual carft blog-surfing, I realised how much my ideas have changed since getting introduced to craft world. Nothing is silly anymore. Nothing is kiddish, or useless. So unlike what I had started believing in…

There was a time when a little girl loved crafting, DIY like all other kids. But she didn’t want to outgrow them. Yet she did. Because such things were “useless”, a “wastage of time & precious money” and anyways, she “wasn’t really good at it.”

So she gave it up. Until she saw these beautiful blogs. Full of hope, full of life. Full of stuff which was beautiful, enchanting, healing - because it was made by hands. Normal people, like her, of her age or older, were crafting, making things without bothering whether there was any use to having so many pincushions or hundreds of  wristlets.

If others could, why couldn’t I?

 You guys gave me hope, breath to my dying dreams…

thanks…so much…