Now a days, I keep taking pictures of things that keep trigerring random thoughts in me. These days I keep feeling so lost that i tend to find meaning into everything, every action that happens around me. Here are some strings of thoughts that the following pictures have invoked (note the larger idea/reference below the pictures):
The shadow pattern of a flat grilled window on a warped cloth was so fascinating that i wondered if it implied any thing for designers to consider.
Descartes - Grid - Distortion
The convex canopy casting a concave shadow reminded me of my Graphics class that always used to stir up debates of resolving sciography of objects.
Graphics - Sciography - 3D to 2D
During Diwali, in India, it is customary to decorate the space you live in. If you look around in the night time in Diwali, the city buildings merge with the black sky and all we see is glittering colourful lights with which each house is decorated. chains of lights patterned on the grid of iron grills of windows, canopies of trees flooded with LEDs, lanterns, soft lights - all make the city even more spectacular. The picture of a bank below, with sparkling lights and ad hoc decoration speaks of how the staff must have wanted to do it with love, but ended up just putting things on the ceilings, walls, or cabinets.
Urban Aesthetic - Ad hoc arrangements
On my trip to Hampi, I got this bottle bag from a bamboo workshop in Anegundi. My mother ended up using it as a flask in the house to hold flowers. She also wound the snake around it that I got from the same place. This tiny piece of arrangement (the flask, flowers, snake) kept changing very frequently sometimes from day to day, while sometimes morning to evening!
Now it's no longer there.
Kahaani Ghar Ghar Ki - Domesticity - Aesthetic
the potential of children to use every space as a play space in a busy city like ours in commendable. Look at this child resting on the bus stand and dreaming as if he's in a playground!
Architecture & Play
What originally used to be my house for the first 15 years of my life is now a full fleged workshop for my father who is an engineer. When i look at this house today, I wonder how we lived here - in a tenement literally 10' x 10'. Today we barely have any space to even lie around. It makes me so conscious of my body, which has grown big, adult and cannot accommodate the cozy space which this house once created. But other than that, also the fact that how every bit of engineering material was available for play - wires, registers, magnets - all of them.
XS - Extra Small / Chawls
The barsati on which we endlessly played - where neighbour friends would call out peeping inside the house, and we would sneakingly get out leaving our books on beds. This also used to be a peripheral garden for my mother. The smell of rajanigandha during the night would fill the entire space. The sharp shadows that the moon light would make, the rains in which we jumped out here - it was fascinating.
Public space
and also that an arrangement of multiple similar looking things can look so good. neatly arranged across a small vacant patch against the railway lines - almost lined up to the tracks.
Repetition - Arrangement and organization
The shadow pattern of a flat grilled window on a warped cloth was so fascinating that i wondered if it implied any thing for designers to consider.
Descartes - Grid - Distortion
The convex canopy casting a concave shadow reminded me of my Graphics class that always used to stir up debates of resolving sciography of objects.
Graphics - Sciography - 3D to 2D
During Diwali, in India, it is customary to decorate the space you live in. If you look around in the night time in Diwali, the city buildings merge with the black sky and all we see is glittering colourful lights with which each house is decorated. chains of lights patterned on the grid of iron grills of windows, canopies of trees flooded with LEDs, lanterns, soft lights - all make the city even more spectacular. The picture of a bank below, with sparkling lights and ad hoc decoration speaks of how the staff must have wanted to do it with love, but ended up just putting things on the ceilings, walls, or cabinets.
Urban Aesthetic - Ad hoc arrangements
On my trip to Hampi, I got this bottle bag from a bamboo workshop in Anegundi. My mother ended up using it as a flask in the house to hold flowers. She also wound the snake around it that I got from the same place. This tiny piece of arrangement (the flask, flowers, snake) kept changing very frequently sometimes from day to day, while sometimes morning to evening!
Now it's no longer there.
Kahaani Ghar Ghar Ki - Domesticity - Aesthetic
the potential of children to use every space as a play space in a busy city like ours in commendable. Look at this child resting on the bus stand and dreaming as if he's in a playground!
Architecture & Play
What originally used to be my house for the first 15 years of my life is now a full fleged workshop for my father who is an engineer. When i look at this house today, I wonder how we lived here - in a tenement literally 10' x 10'. Today we barely have any space to even lie around. It makes me so conscious of my body, which has grown big, adult and cannot accommodate the cozy space which this house once created. But other than that, also the fact that how every bit of engineering material was available for play - wires, registers, magnets - all of them.
XS - Extra Small / Chawls
The barsati on which we endlessly played - where neighbour friends would call out peeping inside the house, and we would sneakingly get out leaving our books on beds. This also used to be a peripheral garden for my mother. The smell of rajanigandha during the night would fill the entire space. The sharp shadows that the moon light would make, the rains in which we jumped out here - it was fascinating.
Public space
and also that an arrangement of multiple similar looking things can look so good. neatly arranged across a small vacant patch against the railway lines - almost lined up to the tracks.
Repetition - Arrangement and organization
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