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An itch for the impossible

Bengaluru.

In last two years, I have written more on dead bleached trees than minute reusable pixels. As I preferred the company of moon I soon discovered, it was much comfortable falling asleep on notebooks than keyboards. During this period, I visited Bangalore often and stayed there for long stretches. At one such visit, I was working on a concept for a book on creative mutations. An analysis on the effect these metaphorical genes, twenty-three in the count, will exhibit how they express themselves.

Feedback and Inertia

“Your work is too dense on ideas.

Decompress.

Or, serve them as dumplings.”

I received this comment from a Bob Dylan’s fan, a retired journalist, and a massage enthusiast on vacation at Dharamkot. And it made me realize the importance of actionable feedbacks and how subtle they can be. His response was direct and had everything a well-framed criticism must have: perceived impression with a personal reflection, served with the telegram-worthy conciseness of words.

Under the hood

What we love and hate hijacks our attention. On the course of fighting the dark side, a hero eventually learns to empathize with it. Odds are if you now live in a free country, your freedom fighters were once declared terrorist by the contemporary government. The tormented eventually becomes the tormentor because what we seek is a reason for our hatred and… well let Nietzsche say it…

To be or to become

Both art and kid can make a human of a man. Therefore, the theoretical lessons for arts are almost identical to parenting. It seems obvious considering kids and arts are both acts of creation, former a biological one, later a metaphysical one. The act of conception can be influenced, planned or sometimes accidental. Once conceived success and survival of both rests on three factors: incubation, nursing, and camouflage.