Sunday, October 11, 2020

Bruno Munari - Collectables


Love Sonnet 20

Love Sonnet 20

Pablo Neruda


Tonight I can write the saddest lines. 

Write, for example, 'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.


The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. 


Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. 


Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.

I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. 


She loved me, and sometimes I loved her too.

How could one not have loved her great still eyes. 


Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. 


To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.

And the verse falls to the soul like the dew to the pasture. 


What does it matter that my love could not keep her.

The night is shattered and she is not with me. 

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. 


My sight searches for her as though to go to her.

My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. 


The same night whitening the same trees.

We, of that time, are no longer the same. 


I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.

My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. 


Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.

Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes. 


I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long. 


Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms

my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. 


Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer

and these the last verses that I write for her. 




Friday, February 26, 2016

Design Conferences/ Art Festivals

Can you think of topics and questions to talk about in Design Conferences or Art festivals and residencies. What do you really talk about? That is when you are not with a group of known people around you.

They have already talked about there work and what they have to say about their experience. What topics can you cover?

Monday, February 8, 2016

Something to think about.

A little Something for you to think on
while you discover the meaninglessness 
and rediscover the Mathematical meaning 
of Lewis Carroll's work.

If you can make sense of it.
Write below how. If not,
You can ask HOW too.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016


I'll tell Thee Everything I can

Jabbers, Jobbery how he came,
Conquered things that I called mine,
Telling Thee Everything I can
How I was happy, as he took
things I valued so less.

While resting under a Lemon tree,
My dreams ere floating near
He picked a needle to slain
the bubble, But Alice took
him under the Rabbit hole rubble.

Tis Jibbering woke up with the smell.
Told Thee Wonderland is all I have.
Slain it with the eye or the flash,
SWEIL will make non-sense out of that.

Sunday, January 31, 2016


Thee will know always when Tis' unleashed,
Tis' will be beauty unseen.
Till then enjoy the beauty, test thy patience.

Sculptor - Paige Bradley

Calm - Composed

Light within


Don't always make sense

Humpty Dumpty's Song

In winter, when the fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight.

In Spring, when woods are getting green,
I'll try and tell you what I mean.

In Summer, when the days are long,
Perhaps you'll understand the song.

In Autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down.

I sent a message to the fish:
I told them 'This is what I wish.'

The little fishes of the sea,
They sent an answer back to me.

The little fishes' answer was
'We cannot do it, Sir, because-'

I sent to them again to say
'It will be better to obey.'

The fishes answered, with a grin,
'Why, what a temper you are in!'

I told them once, I told them twice:
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
Fit for the deed I had to do.

My heart went hop, my heart went thump:
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then someone came to me and said
'The little fishes are in bed.'

I said to him, I said it plain,
'Then you must wake them up again.'

I said it very loud and clear:
I went and shouted in his ear.

But he was very stiff and proud:
He said 'You needn't shout so loud!'

And he was very proud and stiff:
He said 'I'd go and wake them, if-'

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when I found the door was shut,
I tried to turn the handle, but- 

Lewis Carroll

Monday, January 19, 2015


After a long time I have written on my blog and what prompted me to do so is this work of an Artist MILLO

When you first see the art work, the intent does not strike you directly. Its when you SEE IT, that it sinks in, how strongly MILLO has depicted the issues we try to give a blind eye.
My personal Favorite is the character trying to swim. It's subtly depicted but hits you hard. You tend to smile when you first see the art work cause of the character. But you might not know you are actually laughing at yourself. AREN'T YOU?

Scale matters, Thought matters more

What we yearn for is not longer important. This is what we will get.


Saturday, September 6, 2014


Never stop Learning. - nista